Be Back...

When I started blogging in 2008 (a New Thing A Day journey that started on my 49th birthday and ended a year later), the idea of stepping away from my project never entered my mind. Eighteen years later I am more comfortable doing things to take care of myself.

Along that line, I will be taking a break from my computer for a couple of weeks. I suspect the internet will keep on functioning without my posting or my commenting 🤣.

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Five years ago: Covering Before Coating

Feels Like Summer

Just in time for Memorial Day, the unofficial start of the summer season, it feels like summer.

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Usually the warm weather starts slowly ramping up in the middle of May, but for the past few weeks, instead of warm weather shorts I've been wearing shoulder season Capris. Half the time I choose a three-quarter sleeve top instead of a tee shirt.

Our furnace has been turned off for weeks. Once or twice we had to turn the air conditioner on for a couple of hours in the afternoon, but otherwise the windows have been open to let in the wonderful breeze and outside sounds. At bedtime it feels good to turn the ceiling fan on low to circulate the air, but by the middle of the night I'm searching for the blanket.

However, my weather app says the high temperatures for the next ten days indicate closing up the house and running the air conditioner full time. The shoulder season clothes will get shoved into the back of the closet for the inevitable outlier chilly day or two. When I washed the sheets this morning I included the blanket, which will get folded up and put into the closet until fall.

Five years ago today: A Zoo Adventure

Sneakiness Update

I am sure that it was a coincidence that the day after I filed a missing package search request with the Post Office it shipped from a distribution center in New York to one in California, transferred to the post office closest to its final destination, then was put on a truck for actual delivery this afternoon.

And then, after all the kerfluffle about the delivery attempt notice that turned out to be a scam text, I was extremely leery when Hubby Tony announced that he received an email with the subject line:

"USPS Expected Delivery on Saturday, May 23, 2026 arriving by 9:00pm 9200190312735697768933"

that said we were scheduled to get a package delivered today when we hadn't ordered anything. But the message turned out to be real; the package was a dose of flea and tick preventive medicine sent from the online store of the vet that Foster Cat Smokey Joe last visited.

Five years ago today: Too Good Not To Share

Sneaky To The Max

You may remember that Hubby Tony and I recently bought a jigsaw puzzle for our oldest granddaughter in California. Two days later I dropped off the package at the post office. I chose to send it via Ground Advantage, which includes tracking and more than enough insurance. The clerk told me the package would arrive two days before Gee's birthday.

According to the USPS website the package left the post office that day and left St. Louis two days later, headed to a distribution center in New York. However, there the progress stopped. Gee's birthday came and went, and we were forced to send an apology text to her parents.

Today I learned that since it's been seven days since the package was mailed I could file a missing package search request. Search request has been filed. In all of the kerfluffle this text I received almost made sense....

until I read it more carefully. Then I realized it was a smishing scam text and did NOT take action on it!

Five years ago: Supreme Signpost

Confrontation And Confidence

At the end of 2025 I was elected as the communications person for a fellowship. The position also has a backup, who is appointed from people who express an interest.

In every other role I've volunteered for in this organization the two people worked together as a team. This time Backup was a lovely person, but I quickly found that when they said they would do something they wouldn't follow through. Emails, texts, and phone calls went unanswered (sometimes for weeks). Eventually I started doing things on my own, copying Backup on any emails I sent to keep them in the loop.

One day I was grumbling to someone about the situation, and that person pointed out I wasn't doing Backup any favors. They suggested I talk with Backup to explain my position and ask if they understood where I was coming from.

That sounded like an interesting plan, but I really dislike confrontation. What would happen if Backup got angry at me or got defensive and tried to make me the baddie? How would I follow through?

Backup lives on the other side of the state, so it wasn't feasible to have a face to face conversation. I procrastinated making a phone call for almost a week, but eventually I put on my big girl panties and did it. The call went to voice mail, but I got a call back a couple of hours later.

During our chat I was factual, telling them I needed someone who communicated well and followed through when they said they would do something. I asked them to think about if the time commitments for this volunteer task were too much for their available time, and assured them no one would look down on them if they decided to step away.

Two weeks later Backup told me they had decided it was best to step down. Although I was sorry to see them go, now I can look around for someone else. 

Five years ago: What Would You Have Done?

First Time Reveal

Hubby Tony and I aren't often on the cutting edge of classical music, but this afternoon we attended a world premiere performance of a new composition performed at the spring concert of the Metropolitan Orchestra of St. Louis

"How Mr. Silver Stole the Show" was based on a children's book written in 2023 by Kate Klise. It's about a stray cat that walked into the Hamilton Hotel in St. Louis in 1947. Two days later he won first prize in two categories (Best Color for Kittens and Best in the Non-Champion Class) at the Greater St. Louis Cat Club Show.

The event took place in a beautiful Art Deco building that started life as a synagogue. When the congregation moved the building became a community music school for a couple of decades and now houses the music school of Washington University.

The program  began with Maurice Ravel's "Mother Goose Suite". After that ended the musicians on the left side of the stage moved their chairs slightly and a large screen descended from the ceiling. Two narrators (the composer and a local media celebrity) took their places at music stands at the front of the stage. Even though the orchestra had already gone through their opening routine they did it again. The concertmaster entered, the instruments were tuned. The conductor entered to applause, bowed, then turned and started.

Illustrations from the book were projected onto the screen during the piece. The narrators and the orchestra did a great job of tag-teaming to bring the story to life. Of course the story had a happy ending. When the last note was played the conductor turned around to acknowledge the enthusiastic clapping from the audience. He had the soloists, then the entire orchestra, stand for recognition before the house lights came on for intermission.

During intermission the shelter we foster with was there with a information table and a litter of incredibly cute kittens. It was fun to talk with the other volunteers before returning back to our seats for the second portion, Paul Hindemith's "Symphonic Metamorphosis".

Escapologist

Yesterday Foster Cat Smokey Joe went to a second veterinarian's office for a consultation about the scab on his back. 

The vet shaved a half-dollar sized patch around the area so she could get a better look at the scab, but even after consulting with others in the office she diidn't have a definite answer as to what it could be. One possibility was that even through Smokey Joe never goes outside at our house, he might be having an extreme delayed reaction to past flea bites. Whatever the cause, she didn't see the need for him to visit an animal dermatologist, an option that had been thrown out by his normal vet. 

We came home with prescription ear drops, a medicated powder, and Revolution flea and tick preventative (which we will apply monthly). It was also recommend that Smokey Joe wear a recovery shirt to keep him from licking his affected area. After dinner Hubby Tony and I drove to the shelter to borrow one.

Back at home we introduced the shirt to Smokey Joe. It looked almost like a baby onesie that opened completely down the back/closed with Velcro, with a large hole in the rear so he could use his litter box. Once Tony put it on him the cat had trouble walking with the fabric pooled around his legs. However, he made it across the room and jumped on the cedar chest, where he gave us the stink eye.

Nope. Not happy at all.

At bedtime Smokey Joe did not jump up and take his place in between Tony and me, but he was there in the middle of the night. This morning Tony woke up first, and I could hear him rooting around on his side of the bed. I asked what was going on, and he said that somehow Smokey Joe had completely ditched the shirt. When Tony found it, the Velcro closures were still completely intact.

If Smokey Joe ever has a need for a walk-up song this would be the perfect one for him.

Five years ago: Tiny Morsels Of Chocolate Goodness

Do You Know Any Of These People?

It's been several years since I've had co-workers to interact with, but most of these nicknames still rang true. 

• Wheelbarrow: only works when pushed

• Triple O: Always on vacation or “out-of-office.”

• Cordless: Charges all night but only works for 2 hours.

• Sensor Light: Only works if someone walks past or is watching

• Road Runner: Runs away from any conflict

• KitKat: Always on break

• Dory: Extremely forgetful

• Seaweed: Just floats around all day

• Broken Arrow: Doesn’t work and can’t be fired

• Crime Scene: Always making a mess out of things

• Deck Chair: Always folds under pressure

• Bronco: Working with them is a wild ride

• Noodles: Thinks all jobs take 2 minutes

• Baby Bird: Lost without guidance

• Master Card: Takes the credit for someone else's work

• Feta: Crumbles under pressure

• Boomerang: Every problem leads back to them

• Lantern: Always has to be carried and not very bright

• 007: Zero work skill

• Magneto: Attracts chaos

• Sloth: Always sleeping on the job

• OK Cupid: Always looking for love at the office

• The Saint: Not a hope or prayer that they'll finish their work on time

• 404 – Can’t be found

• Lava Lamp – Looks good but not very bright

• Speed Bump – Always slowing everyone down

Can you think of any others?

Five years ago: Snacks For Vax

Adventures In Wrapping

Today Hubby Tony and I went to the store to pick out a present for Granddaughter Gee, whose birthday is next week. We decided on a llama-shaped floor puzzle, which will be easy to mail.

When it came time to wrap the present, I had to figure out what to do about the missing corner of the box. Before cutting into the roll of wrapping paper I experimented with tissue paper, then after I had a system figured out I moved on to the real thing. 

Except for a little too much cellophane tape I didn't think the result was too bad.

 

But I hid most of the tape by making a tag out of a section of a decorated envelope and attaching it to the angled edge. When the wrapping was done I stuck the present in a mailing bag. Now it's ready to go across the country to California!

Five years ago today: It Doesn't Take Much To Entertain Me

Stems And More

After an early morning class at the gym the plan was to do laundry, cooking, and miscellaneous things around the house, but when Hubby Tony asked me if I was interested in checking out a Mother's Day event in the Old Orchard shopping area in Webster Groves (the city to the east of us) all of a sudden the laundry and cooking could wait. He told me that at each of the participating businesses I could pick up a flower and end up with a bouquet to take home, so as soon as the first load of laundry was folded we were on the road. Fifteen minutes later we were parked and getting ready to start a bouquet.

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At the first shop I scanned a QR code and got the list of all the participating businesses. Tony and I walked up one side of the street and down the other, stopping everywhere that offered flowers, and other places just because. Some of the businesses had their flowers easily accessible. At others they were behind the counter. I tried to get a variety of colors and types.

While we were in the area we also purchased a couple of things. At Bijoux Chocolates Tony and I each got a beautifully decorated bonbon that tasted as good as they looked.

At another shop we got a box of herbal tea.

At one of the businesses they had cards embedded with flower seeds instead of a flower. I took one, and bought a second so we could mail one to each set of grandchildren.

I hadn't thought to bring any type of water reservoir, so by the time we got back to the car some of the flowers were looking a little droopy. Tony let me stick the stems in his water bottle for the trip home. By the time I got the flowers arranged in a vase the blooms had already started to perk up. The bouquet provides a nice pop of color on the fireplace mantel.

Five years ago: They Won't Miss Me!

One City Corner At A Time

This morning I got an email from the gym that my Aqua Zumba class had been cancelled. I knew that might have been coming, because the instructor mentioned last Thursday she was going out of town and didn't know if there was a sub for the class. So just like that my morning was free.

Hubby Tony and I filled the time by doing a good deed for the cat shelter we foster through, picking up a prescription for one of the other foster cats at a vet's office and dropping it off at the shelter. The day started off brisk and a little cloudy, but by the time we were finished at the vet the skies were bright blue with puffy clouds. We took advantage of a walking trail that wound around the strip mall, but when we saw a dangerous gaggle on the sidewalk ahead of us we took a short cut 🤣.

After dropping off the medicine Tony and I decided to walk the South St. Louis neighborhood around the shelter (called Benton Park West). We chose a street we hadn't been on before, and when that dumped out into an arterial road we turned back and took the first residential street. I love looking at old house, and this area has some good ones. Lots of red brick, a mix of styles, and I'm guessing the majority of the houses were built in the early 1900s.

Eventually we had almost made it to another busy street. Tony wanted to turn before we got there, but just then I saw a sign on a building across the street and crossed over to see what it said.

The sign indicated I was looking at the Silver Spur, "The Midwestern United State's only homestead for retired cowboys and cowgirls.

A friendly-looking man about our age was hanging an American flag from the a pole next to the building. We asked him about the building, and learned that it was a small assisted living home that had been decorated with a Western motif by his brother in law in the 1970s. The turn-of-the century building was originally a hospital, then a rooming house. Around the corner there was a hitching post and mounting step from pre-auto days.

I think the gregarious man would have continued the conversation, but Tony and I had to get back home so we thanked him for the conversation and continued on our way. We made it to the main street, turned right for one block, then headed back to the car. The second street was more commercial than the first; instead of residences I had a good time seeing the businesses that we passed.

Five years ago: What Do You Think?

Cinco De.......

While the humans in the house celebrated Cinco de Mayo tonight, Smokey Joe the Foster Cat had his own 'Cinco de Meow' celebration.

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Hubby Tony and I had a wonderful dinner of leftover Mexican-spiced pinto bean soup, which we supplemented with quesadillas, chips, and guacamole. Because onions and garlic are toxic for cats, and avocados can cause gastrointestinal issues, when Smokey Joe asked if he could join us we told him he had to play with his catnip-stuffed taco toy.

For atmosphere I streamed mariachi music, then after the meal was over I used the same beats to dance around the room holding a ribbon wand for Smokey Joe to 'attack'. When we both got tired of the exercise I finished the things I needed to do before sitting down on the couch to watch television.

Smokey Joe settled down on my lap for his all time favorite activity - taking a siesta.

Get Your Kicks....

This weekend is one of the four fellowship business meetings Hubby Tony and I will attend this year. Each meeting is scheduled for a certain weekend in a given month. When the three-year contract was signed with the hotel last year I wonder if they had any inkling that the first weekend in May 2026 was going to be so busy.

Springfield Missouri, where the meeting was held, is often referred to as the Birthplace of Route 66. On April 30, 2026 two businessmen proposed U.S. 66 as the name for a new Chicago-to-Los Angeles highway. In 1992, the Route 66 Association of Missouri designated Springfield as the official Birthplace of Route 66.

Although I wasn't there to see it, on Thursday the third hour of the Today show broadcast from Springfield, and there was a concert that night. On Friday night there was a parade that went down the street next to the hotel. On Saturday and Sunday there was an art show on the street on the other side of the hotel. In other parts of town bridges were dedicated, drone shows happened, and car rallys and shows took place.

Our meeting opened Saturday at 10 and ended at 5 with a 90-minute lunch break. On Sunday we were occupied from 9 until noon, so there wasn't much time to take advantage of the festivities. However, on Friday we walked through the art show as it was being set up. We also watched part of the parade. Anyone who was a fan of classic cars would have been in Nirvana, but after 20 minutes the exhaust was too much for me and I went back to the hotel.

Five years ago: Ancestral Mathematics

Step Up and Show Up

Once again this week there were three Ethel AARP challenges waiting in my inbox on Sunday. The Week Four theme was 'Step Up and Show Up', and focused on engaging with the community. The challenges were to [One] plan a trip or excursion to somewhere I'd never been, [Two] introduce myself to someone new, and [Optional] register for an AARP class or event.

Thanks to my weekend trip I didn't get around to checking my email until late in the day, but by then I had already fulfilled the first two challenges

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[One] Out of town trips by definition lead to places I've never been, and after Sunday I can cross seeing a game in the San Francisco Giant's stadium off my list. I know some people make an effort to visit Major League Baseball stadiums. I'm not one of them, but if an opportunity falls into my lap I'll take it.

[Two] I actually introduced myself to people on two different occasions.

• On Sunday morning when I was at the park I observed an Oriental woman who looked to be about my age doing stretching exercises. Eventually she started doing some impressive spinning jump kicks.

When I followed one of the grands over to that area I complimented the woman on her athleticism. She told me the move was called a butterfly kick, and came from kung fu. At that point her phone rang and I moved away. Five minutes later she came over to where I was standing and struck up a conversation. I learned that she lived alone and came to the park every day to exercise because she enjoyed the people and interactions. 

 

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• At Son Brian's party there were several people I didn't know. I made sure to introduce myself and find out how they knew the birthday boy. 

[Optional] St. Louis AARP used to have a robust network of in-person events, but when I looked on the website I couldn't find anything. I guess once again I'll be passing on the optional activity this week.

Five years ago: Who Doesn't Like Stickers?

Forty Trips Around The Sun

Son Brian's birthday was at the beginning of the month, but in order to fit everyone's schedule the party took place this past weekend. It was a great one.

Hubby Tony, Son Donald, and I flew to San Jose on Friday. Non stop flights are extremely rare, so we went into San Diego and then waited for the connecting flight. This was our first time to take Southwest since they transitioned to assigned seats. I was a little concerned, but the process went smoothly. The biggest issue was people trying to stuff their suitcases into the overhead bins to save the checking fee. Because our trip was only for a long weekend I chose not to bring a big suitcase, which didn't contribute to the problem.

Brian and Nicole's house doesn't have enough sleeping space for three guests, so after picking up a rental car we drove to a nearby hotel, where we had reserved a room for the weekend. It was also the same hotel that Son Tony and family stayed at on Saturday night.

Saturday was filled with family time. Errands were run, games were played, and crafts constructed. We got to see Grandson Jay play baseball (sadly, Grandson Ell's game got cancelled). Everyone came back together for dinner. Tony Jr's family left shortly after eating so the kids could get to bed. Tony, Donald, and I left after book reading time. Later that night all three brothers met at a restaurant near the hotel for drinks and conversation.

Sunday morning we met Tony, DIL Ie, and their family for breakfast at the hotel, then went to a nearby the park. When it was time, we drove over to the birthday boy's house and got ready to caravan to the main event.

San Francisco Giants

The party was held at Oracle Park in San Francisco, where Nicole had purchased a suite for the Giants baseball game versus the Miami Marlins. The guests were a combination of family, friends, and work associates. Some I knew and some I enjoyed meeting. The game got off to a slow start, but in the end the Giants won by 3 runs.

After the seventh inning stretch Tony, Ie, and the kids left for their ninety-minute drive home. We stayed around for a while after the game talking, but left when I realized I wasn't feeling well from too much junk food. When we met back up at Brian's house for dinner the salad I ordered from a nearby restaurant was just what I needed. 

Monday morning Tony, Donald, and I opened up the hotel breakfast buffet at 6 AM. After breakfast we returned the car, then walked across the street to the airport terminal. Security went well, and there was almost an hour to kill before the flight boarded. Tony and I took the opportunity to "talk" with José , the AI powered robot. He did a good job of answering my question about where in the terminal I could find an ATM for my bank. When Tony asked him "Do You Know the Way to San Jose"? (AKA the Burt Bacharach song sung by Dionne Warwick) the bot just shook his head. If he had eyes I bet he would have rolled them 😁.

This time we flew into Austin. We already had a longish layover, but thanks to strong storms in St. Louis our connecting flight left about two hours late. Instead of getting home at 7 PM we rolled in just in time to feed Smokey Joe his last meal of the day.

Five years ago: Not Yet Approachable

A Poem For Earth Day

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“The Way Through the Woods”

 Rudyard Kipling

 

They shut the road through the woods

Seventy years ago.

Weather and rain have undone it again,

And now you would never know

There was once a road through the woods

Before they planted the trees.

It is underneath the coppice and heath

And the thin anemones.

Only the keeper sees

That, where the ring-dove broods,

And the badgers roll at ease,

There was once a road through the woods.

 

Yet, if you enter the wood

Of a summer evening late,

When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

Where the otter whistles his mate,

(They fear not men in the woods,

Because they see so few.)

You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

Steadily cantering through

The misty solitudes,

As though they perfectly knew

The old lost road through the woods...

But there is no road through the woods.

Five years ago: Jefferson Barracks

Another Challenge Concluded

Remember my experiment with cooking lupini beans? I am happy to announce it was a success.

Ready to enjoy

After soaking, cooking, and changing the water in the beans twice a day for an entire week, yesterday I completed the final step- a salt water brine soak.

This morning I tried a bean. Then I tried another. They were firm, and had a chewy texture almost like edamame. The brine lent just enough salt. I asked Hubby Tony to try one. Again, he went for a second, and we agreed that we liked them.

So now what? In the Mediterranean area lupini beans are eaten as a snack. They're high in protein and fiber, and low in fat and carbohydrates. My experiment will keep for one week refrigerated, or can be frozen for up to three months. That's good to know, because the pound of dried beans I started with expanded to halfway fill a three-quart bowl. It will take some time to get through them.

In other news, this week's Spring Forward challenges were:

• Start reading a new book. Later in the week I have an event coming up that will require a lot of sitting, so before then I need to load a couple of light summer reads onto my tablet. Any suggestions?

• Plant a favorite herb or flower. I was sorry to have to pass on this one for now. Before moving into the condo I used to have a lot of plants Now the sunlight on the deck is too strong for shade-loving plants and not strong enough for sun lovers, and the cats like to nibble on anything I grow inside so I don't.

• (The bonus challenge was to play a game in the AARP Games Center. I looked at what was available and decided that none of them were better than the games I already play, so I will pass on this one.)

Five years ago: A Happy Coincidence

Yikes!

On Thursday I got a text from the company that issued the charge card I use the most. It asked me if I had made a recent purchase at a restaurant I haven't eaten at in months. Instead of replying to that text, I went to the company's website and found out that there were actually six purchases I hadn't made. One of the charges was in my area, and the others scattered around the country. My account had been hacked.

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I couldn't click the button to say I didn't recognize the transactions fast enough. The company let me know they were cancelling the old card immediately and would send me a new one. They assured me I wouldn't be responsible for any of the unauthorized charges.

I spent the rest of the afternoon remembering all the companies that had the card on file for automatic purchases and giving them the new card number.

I will be so glad when the promised nondescript envelope with my new card shows up the middle of next week, but until then I've had to cobble a plan together. So far I've accidentally used my bank debit card  once (fortunately, the account had enough money in it to cover the transaction), and the other times I've pulled out a secondary card.

Five years ago today: Go Away!

Goose Intimidation

It's the middle of Canadian Goose mating season here, and the birds can be aggressive and territorial.

Hubby Tony and I were walking home from the grocery store yesterday when I saw a pair of geese. The female was on top of a retaining wall (where I assume there was a nest). The male was keeping watch on the sidewalk below her. I was walking on the other side of the two-lane entrance to the strip mall, but after I snapped the photo the male still hissed at me.

After passing the pair I stopped paying attention, so when I rounded the corner at the street I almost ran into the second pair of geese standing on the sidewalk. Once again I got hissed at, and the male started toward me. I had to quickly step out of the way.

Five years ago: Take Me Out To The (Daytime) Ball Game

Some Challenges Started And Some Achieved

I had two Spring Forward challengesthis week and a bonus activity waiting for me in my Inbox yesterday. The challenges were try a new recipe from another culture (or order takeout from a place I haven't tried before) and try an online stretch, dance, or yoga video. The bonus activity was to clean out a junk drawer or closet.

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I am an adventurous cook and eater, and there isn't much I haven't tried before, but I decided to finally tackle preparing the lupini beans I bought a couple of years ago at a local Italian grocery store.

The reason I never got around to cooking them is that when I got them home found out that unless they're prepared in a specific manner the beans are bitter and toxic due to alkaloids. The elaborate preparation involves soaking for 24 hours / cooking on the stove for 60-90 minutes / rinsing with water / putting in the refrigerator for 5-7 days and changing the water a couple of times a day / soaking for 24 hours in a salt brine.

So far I have soaked and cooked. More will be revealed on this project.

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The vast majority of days I meet my 10,000 step goal, and I go to the gym four times a week for a group class, so I really didn't feel the need to add anything. However, in the spirit of trying new things I took a look at the YMCA app and discovered they had a pretty robust selection of on demand videos. I picked a spinal mobility stretch, which was just challenging enough

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And finally, the bonus challenge was just what I needed to get around to posting the pile of things in my office to the Buy Nothing Facebook group this afternoon and make a pile of old tax papers from three years ago that I can shred on April 15th.

Five years ago today: Taking Care Of Business...And More

I Admire An Optomist

A funny from a friend....

Jacob considers himself to be one of the lucky ones because he's the only one of his family to have survived two years in a Nazi concentration camp. He's now nearing 90 and his only remaining joy is the lottery, which he's been playing for years without success. But then he wins a big one, a prize of $10 million.

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A journalist calls on him for a story.

Jacob tells him, "As I'm the only one in my family to have survived the concentration camps, this has helped me decide how to make use of my large win. I've decided to donate $5 million to the Save the Children Fund, $3 million to the Simon Wiesenthal Center, $750,000 to the Jewish Museum, $750,000 to Hadassah Hospital, and $500,000 to be shared amongst my friends. I'm also thinking of donating $1 to the Nazi Party from my winnings."

The journalist is surprised. "But Jacob, how can you think of donating even $1 to the Nazi party after everything that's happened to you and your family?"

Jacob rolls up his sleeve, points to his arm and replies, "It's only fair. They gave me the winning numbers."

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Five years ago today: Time To Sleep

Poor Guy!

On my post two days ago about No Housekeeping Day jj left a comment asking if part of my free time included extra lap time for Foster Cat Smokey Joe. Sadly, the answer to her question was no.

Since he came to live with us last November Smokey Joe has been treated for parasites, fleas, fungus, and worms-some of them more than once. His positive Feline Immunodeficiency Virus (FIV) status means that his immune system is weak, making him susceptible to infections and secondary skin issues.

For example, at the beginning of the year Hubby Tony and I found several bald patches on the cat's skin. After a couple of trips to the vet and a couple of medicines everything healed up. But the issue came back. This time thick scabs covered the bald patches; when one of the scabs fell off there was an angry red sore underneath.

So on Tuesday, once again the cat made a trip to his least favorite place. The vet examined him and let us know we should restart the medicated wipes and shampoo we had discontinued. She also said that if the problem continued she would suggest a veterinary dermatologist. (Who knew there was such a thing?)

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When Smokey Joe finally made it home he seemed happy to be in his space, but even though Tony was sitting on the couch the cat took his sweet time jumping up on his lap. However, once he was there he didn't want to leave. My turn for a lap cat came after dinner, when Smokey Joe curled up and didn't leave until it was time for me to go to bed and for him to eat.

First Challenges Accomplished

If you remember, this week I was given three Spring Forward challenges.

The first was to try a new type of drink or snack I haven't tasted before. I had fun walking through an international grocery store and looking at how many of the items were new to me. In the end I got a canned Soursop Drink and a bag of Scampi Flavour Fries.

I have heard of soursop before, and may have even seen it at the Asian market I frequent, but had no idea what it tasted like. The internet told me that the flavor could be likened to a blend of strawberry, pineapple, and coconut or banana, with a slight citrus tang. The drink I purchased contained 25 percent juice (listed second in the ingredient list, behind water but before sugar). When I got home I followed the suggestion on the can to shake it well to blend the flavors. I normally don't drink things with added sugar, so this one was very sweet to me, but overall I liked it. Based on my experience I would even consider buying soursop fruit.

Google told me the scampi fries was "a mainstay of British pubs". The bag said it was a "scampi and lemon flavour cereal snack", with an ingredients list that started with sunflower oil (so I knew they wouldn't be diet friendly). Other ingredients listed included wheat breadcrumbs, maize, and seasonings. The pillow-shaped pieces were delicious, with a slightly fishy, lemony taste. I was going to save a couple for Hubby Tony but ended up eating the whole bag myself.

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The second challenge was to reach out to a friend I haven't heard from in months. I started by going through the contacts on my phone (and got temporarily distracted from my task by deleting a handful of names I didn't recognize) but eventually chose to text a woman I had met through one of my daughter-in-laws. I think I've seen her once since Brian and Nicole moved to California in 2014, but this week our series of back and forth texts caught both of us up.

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The third, bonus challenge was to start a gratitude journal. I have done this on and off over the years, but for some reason this time I've had trouble remembering to write down things I'm grateful for. Tomorrow's outcome may be different, though. In the meantime, I am enjoying hearing the birds chirping outside when I wake up a couple of minutes early and think about what I'm thankful for. 

Five years ago today: Botheration!

A "Day" I Can Really Get Behind

In the United States, April 7 has been designated as National No Housework Day, a chance to ditch the cleaning to-do list and do the bare minimum around the house.

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Instead of filling the day with boring housekeeping tasks I did as little as possible. For example:

• Tuesday is a laundry day, and because I like clean towels and pajamas I went ahead and did the two small loads.

• Hubby Tony made dinner and took care of the dishes from both cooking and eating, but I cleaned up my things after my breakfast and lunch.

• I scooped the cat litter as needed and took the stinky bag down to the trash can, then swept up the litter Foster Cat Smokey Joe kicked out of the litter box.

In a normal, busy day I would have multi-tasked, and all these things would have all been accomplished quickly. Today, since I was doing the minimum there was no need to hurry. I spent some time catching up on reading, took a nap, then played some computer mah jong and didn't feel at all guilty. I knew the housework would still be there waiting for me tomorrow.

Five years ago: Getting Things Done At 10 Miles Per Hour

An Invitation To Challenge Myself

In 2020 I became a member of the AARP Ethel group (named for Dr. Ethel Percy Andrus, founder of the American Association of Retired Persons).  Each week the group sends out an email newsletter.

In the last issue I read about their five-week Spring Forward Challenge, which focuses on motivating women to "try new things, step out of their comfort zones, and pursue personal growth". Since this year I'm trying to focus on doing a wider variety of activities, signing up for the challenge seemed to be a great way to accomplish that.

Today I received an email with the challenges for the first week. I am to try a new type of tea, coffee, or snack I haven't tasted before and reach out to a friend I haven't heard from in months. There was also a bonus challenge to begin a gratitude journal. At the bottom of the message was an additional invitation to join a dedicated Facebook group for the challenge.

I am looking forward to seeing where this challenge takes me and what I learn about myself. 

Five years ago today: Today Is When It Started Getting Real

I Love A Song With A Good Surprise Ending

And this is one of the best. Happy Easter!

Five years ago: Jerusalem Tomorrow

Controlling The Clutter

Now that the weather is getting nicer I'm feeling the call to do some spring cleaning and purging.

Some time ago I was introduced to the "Ten Basic Laws of Stuff", which explain why clutter accumulates and how you can manage it. The list was published in a book called The Complete Idiot's Guide to Organizing Your Life by Georgene Lockwood, which was published in 1999. Her list made complete sense to me, and I thought it might to you, too.

Ten Basic Laws of Stuff

• Stuff can't buy happiness.
• The more you have, the more you need.
• Useless stuff crowds out the good stuff.
• Dirt and bugs love stuff.
• Stuff stays where you put it.
• Stuff multiplies to fill the spaces you have.
• Over time you don't see your stuff.
• When you have a lot of stuff you have to pay over and over for it.
• Stuff affects your mental health.
• Stuff is valuable only if you use it.

(Even though I'm making progress in the messiest areas of the condo, fortunately even when I started the job they were way less cluttered than the one in this photo 😇.)

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Five years ago: Can You Call It Medical Tourism If You Only Drive 40 Miles?

How Can It Be Five Years?

Five years ago, on March 31 2021 Hubby Tony walked into the office to turn in his things and walked out a retiree.

I wanted to do something to commemorate the milestone. Searching for 'fifth year retirement presents' gave me lots of links for wedding anniversary presents but not much else. Eventually I decided to use those ideas as my inspiration. The traditional fifth wedding anniversary gift is wood. The modern gift is silverware.

I figured Tony didn't want any more tchotchkes, so instead of a gift made out of wood I made a donation to Forest ReLeaf of Missouri which will plant a tree in his honor.

We also went to the Botanical Garden and walked around the tree-lined paths to see what was newly blooming.

As for silverware, the diner I took him to for breakfast had some darn good food....and utensils 😀.

Five years ago: So Close He Can Almost Taste It

It Might Be Easy, But No Thank You

This weekend Hubby Tony and I attended a fellowship business meeting in Springfield, Missouri.

When we arrived in the room I saw a sign on the wall next to the thermostat touting a QR code tipping service.

I was not inclined to give my charge card information to a random, unknown entity. However, I was curious how the system worked so I scanned the code which took me to the website. This is what I saw:

No matter how easy the hotel tried to make it I still was not inclined to use their service.

Five years ago today: Free labor

If You Use Your Air Conditioner And Furnace In The Same Day…

You might be in Missouri.

Yesterday felt like summer. Although Hubby Tony and I knew a cold front was coming through overnight to knock the temperatures back down to normal we ultimately broke down, closed the windows, and turned the air conditioner on.

Said cold front did indeed come through overnight. When I woke up my weather app said it was 39 degrees. I switched the thermostat from air conditioning to heating.

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Five years ago today: Reaction Response

A Hot Day For A Good Game

St. Louis is a baseball loving town, and Opening Day for the Cardinals is an unofficial a holiday. That unofficial holiday was today.

The game against the Tampa Bay Rays didn't start until mid-afternoon, but when Hubby Tony and I left the house to walk after breakfast we were both wearing team logo t-shirts. Many of the people we saw were doing the same, and later when I ran errands there were a lot more.

Some Opening Days are cold. Some are rainy. Some are balmy. This year it felt more like July than March. The temperature when the game began was 93 degrees, which set a record for both the day (87 degrees, set in 1991) and the entire month of March (92 degrees, set on March 24, 1929).

Before the game starts there are a whole slew of events that take place. First a wagon pulled by a team of Budweiser Clydesdales circles the warning track. Then the the team owners and management are introduced. Next are motorcades of the Cardinals Hall of Famers (riding in Mustang convertibles) and current players (in a Ford pickup truck). Then comes the National Anthem, and finally a ceremonial first pitch.

The Cardinals scored in the third inning, and Tampa in the fifth. I stepped out of the room to put some laundry away. When I came back Tampa was ahead 5-1, and by the time the their half of the sixth inning ended the score was 6-1. I am a pretty fair weather fan, and that was enough for me. Tony left for an evening event, and although I left the TV on for background noise I didn't pay much attention to it.

However, when I heard the fans in the stadium cheering I decided to take a look. Much to my surprise the Cardinals had scored three more runs. Before their half of the sixth inning ended they had scored eight runs, which made the score 9-7. That was the final score.

The Power Of Positivity

Current events are so negative. Today I am choosing to focus on the positive. Do you want to join me?

Five years ago today: It Will Be Here Before We Know It

Under Pressure

The average early Spring high temperature here is 54°F. However, for the past week those temperatures have been all over the place. Two weeks ago there was a hard freeze. Last Friday (88°F), Saturday (88°F), and Sunday (89°F) all set high temperature records. Those days the air in the condo was still and sticky. The only reason Hubby Tony and I didn't turn on the air conditioning was that it cooled off overnight and we knew that a cold front was forecast to come through late Sunday afternoon.

The front arrived on time and quickly cooled things off. At bedtime it was in the low 50s, which should have been great sleeping weather, but because my joints hurt I couldn't find a comfortable position. I tossed and turned for more than 90 minutes before finally drifting off. Even after I fell asleep I woke up several times to use the bathroom. It was a far from restful night.

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This morning I was tired and irritable, and had trouble putting together a coherent thought. I wondered if the barometric pressure fluctuation due to the weather shift could have had anything to do with my issues. The internet told me that in fact it could!

According to Bernoulli's principle, liquids and gases flow from areas of higher pressure to areas of lower pressure to equalize pressure differences. Barometric pressure exerts force against the body. When the pressure drops, there is a difference between the pressure outside and inside the body and the body tissues expand and press against the bone and joints, causing pain and discomfort.

It made me feel better to know that there was a scientific reason for my nighttime woes, but it doesn't make me feel great to know I get to test out the theory again soon. According to the forecast Thursday is supposed to be in the 90s°F, and Friday the high 50s°F.

Five years ago today: Confusion Leads To Custard