Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Toddler Talk

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Someone asked me recently why the blog posts had been few and far between.  Partly because I was distracted by medical appointments and then harvest and partly because I just wasn't feeling it.  Call it writer's block or whatever you want...there was just nothing in my head that was worth sharing with anyone!

Thank goodness for Cubby to get the old creative juices flowing again.  I do believe she is going to supply me with endless material over the next few years!!

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We've seen quite a bit of Cubby in recent week since Young Man is helping Captain in the field with harvest.  Being a whopping three years old now and possessed of a fierce will and strong opinions, there have been some interesting conversations!

One night after she heard me have a heated discussion with Captain that included me shouting a blasphemous expletive on the phone, she asked if Grampa was naughty, which I assured her that he was!  When she saw Captain moments later, the first thing she said to him was "[insert blasphemous expletive] Grampa, you're naughty!"  Ooops...bad Gramma!



Another day when she was in the house with me, we were scrolling through my Facebook timeline because she likes to see the pictures.  It happened to be Veteran's Day, and she stopped scrolling when she came to an image with the American flag and an eagle.  She looked at it for a minute, looked up at me, and bellowed, "'Murica!"  Man, I love this kid to pieces!

Later that same day when Captain and Young Man came in from outside to have lunch, Captain was moaning about something, and Cubby turned to him with her hands on her hips and told him, "Grampa, quit your whining!"  Could she BE any cuter?!  Out of the mouths of babes, eh?


I know Molly gets a little upset when I say this, but the Gramma gig is the best thing ever and I just had to share some of it with you!

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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Harvest Happenings

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Any of you who know someone who is trying to farm right now...you know how darn frustrating this fall has been! I’ve never seen anything like this weather.  We went from summer to winter with no really fall-like weather.  

And the rain/snow wet yucky stuff is not helping either.  If you didn’t have all of your soybeans harvested before that snow a couple of weeks ago...you may or may not have another opportunity to finish them this year.  I know this because we have 80 acres of soybeans out there waiting, but until it dries out, there is nothing we can do about it.  

We do have a bright note in our harvest adventures this year.  Cubby has joined the crew!

Sparky was not able to help us out this year due to a new job and different hours.  Everyone is sad about this.  

Young Man stepped up and agreed to help Captain with harvest at night and on weekends which has been most helpful.  Along with Young Man came Cubby.  

She has been most excited about "going farming" with the guys, and she has fairly firm opinions on things for a toddler. Case in point: If you see her, ask her if she thinks Grampa is any good at driving the grain cart.  

I’m not going to comment on maintenance, repairs, or parts runs so as not to jinx the situation.  I’ve done that before and learned my lesson!!

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My contribution, as usual, is taking over Calf Country.  This wasn’t a burden during spring and summer at all.  Then I got that 6-week break after surgery.  Now that all my restrictions have been lifted, I have resumed my duties...in the cold and dark.  

I can handle the cold okay because I have all the appropriate outerwear needed for that.  It’s that dark thing that throws me for a loop.  Scoff all you want...I get anxiety attacks when I am in the dark alone.  Maybe I should have my cell phone on speaker and call someone while I am patrolling Calf Country in the dark.  Hmmm…

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My other contribution is watching Cubby when it isn’t conducive for her to be in the field with her daddy and grampa.  I have learned something during the last couple of visits to Cubby’s house.

  • I think three year olds are smarter than they used to be.  
  • There is something out there more annoying than Barney.

Don’t believe me on either one of those things?  Here’s how I can convince you.  

  1. Give any three-year-old that you know a smart phone to play with, and they’ll master it better than you do.  
  2. Put in a DVD of Paw Patrol.  

I raised two kids who were crazy about that purple dinosaur, so I suffered for a couple of years watching countless episodes of him and his friends over...and over...and over.  

I’m here to testify that Paw Patrol is worse.  Trust me on this one.  I can't even pinpoint what exactly it is that irritates me so badly about it. I normally LOVE cartoons of any variety, but this one isn't doing it for me.

Apologies to Cubby and all others out there in Toddlerville who think Paw Patrol is the best thing since sliced bread.  We’re just going to have to agree to disagree on that one!

What happened to the good old cartoons like Scooby Doo (which, actually is a favorite of Cubby’s); Bugs Bunny; the Grape Ape; Speed Buggy; Rocky and Bullwinkle...where are they when we need some good honest entertainment?

Alas, harvest happenings mean I can’t take the time to figure that dilemma out.  Maybe when we are burrowed in over winter I will spend some time on that question.  Until then, stay safe in the fields pals of mine and prayers for a bountiful harvest!

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Thursday, November 2, 2017

Recovery Journey

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I went to my breast cancer support group last night.  These are lovely ladies who have all faced breast cancer and survived.  Their stories aren’t mine to share, but I will say that after listening to some of their stories, I am so thankful that my journey was as smooth as could be expected.

My stock answer over the last eight weeks when someone asks how I’m doing is, “I’m doing very well, thank you.”  

It’s a true statement, and sometimes when I realize how much worse my journey could have been, I almost feel a little guilty.  A variant of survivor’s guilt I suppose.  Why do other people have such terrible struggles and I pretty much just sailed through the whole process without a hitch?  I don’t know.  Yet.  But God had a reason for it, I’m quite certain of that!

My road to recovery was paved with quite a few laughs.  I’ve said all along it’s laugh or cry, and you might as well laugh about what you can.  Crying gets you nowhere.  

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Like when the plastic surgeon came into my hospital room for rounds the day after surgery and informed me that I had “very nice cleavage.”  Trust me when I tell you...that is the first time THOSE words had been uttered to or about me!  But...yay!

Part of my surgery was the placement of the tissue expanders.  These are basically rigid plastic air balloons.  Once those are placed, they strap on this torture device called a breast binder.  It’s a girdle for boobs.  I’m not sure what the logic is for putting major compression on balloons (wouldn’t they pop or deflate??)  but no one asked me.  

Under the binder were surgical dressings--one for each boob--and a foam shaper thing for each boob.  When it was time for me to take the first shower postoperatively, all of that had to come off and put back on again.  

I’m here to tell you that the foam shapers and the surgical dressings were no problem to get in place again, but to get that binder on was like trying to put an angry cat in a burlap sack.  It was pretty much a lesson in futility.  Poor Captain...I’m sure that wasn’t what he thought he’d signed up for when he agreed to nurse duties!

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Luckily I was able to ditch the dressings, shapers, and binder within a week.  That just left me with a drainage tube on each side.  At the point where the tubes exited my torso, there was a small padded and medicated foam disk in place to protect the incision opening from infection.  Over all of that was a rectangular TegaDerm dressing.

Turns out I am allergic to whatever is in that medicated foam disk, and I developed painful blisters underneath of them that have left scars.  Amazingly, that allergic reaction was the worst part of the recovery process.  

Once the drains were removed, recovery was quick.  I still had to take a nap every day which was a foreign concept to me.  I have just never been a napper because I always feel crappier after the nap than before.  After surgery, however, my body gave me no choice, and I would just nod off in my recliner about 2:00 every afternoon.  

By four weeks postoperatively, I was feeling almost back to normal, and as I look at returning to work next week at the 8-week mark, I can say with 100% confidence that I have fully recovered from the surgery.  

This means that all lifting restrictions are over and I am back to being in charge of Calf Country.  On a brighter note, I can also now pick Cubby up and hug her like I used to!  My PA-C tells me I can try to bowl next week, so we’ll see how that goes.  

I couldn’t get the implant exchange surgery scheduled until late January at which point I will have six weeks of restrictions again.  This actually works out well due to Captain’s impending hip replacement surgery in December.  This way, one of us will be hale and hearty when the other is down and out.  I guess that’s what that whole “in sickness and in health” thing was about in our wedding vows.  

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I am so very thankful for the smooth recovery process I had and for all of the love and support my family and I were shown in the last two months.  

For everyone out there who is on a survivor’s journey...my prayers are with you every day that you too can or will be able to say, “I’m doing very well, thank you!”

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Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Helping Hands

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The Lord helps those who help themselves.  This is what us hard-working Midwesterners say all the time.  Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, right?

I’ve followed that creed all my life, fostered by watching my mom and dad work hard when I was a kid and then seeing Captain work hard as well.  And I pitched in too.

It would be rare for someone to say that there is any moss growing on me.  I stay busy.  I’m not trying to blow my own horn here, I’m just setting up the background.

So for the past three weeks, I have not been able to do for myself, and it is vastly more difficult than I would have imagined.  I was not raised to sit idly by while someone else scrubbed my kitchen floor (thank you, Milly!) or cook food for me or an array of other household tasks.

I have to say...it has been extremely difficult and I haven’t always played nice about it.  I think I have gotten to that stage of recovery where I am too well to be sick but too sick to be well.  Know what I mean?

Moms...you know what I’m talking about.  When you had two or more kids sick at the same time, you knew everyone was on the mend when they started bickering amongst themselves again.  That’s where I am at.  

I don’t LOOK sick and for the most part I don’t FEEL sick.  But somewhere between noon and 2:00 everyday, I have to give in and take a nap.  I’m not used to that and I don’t entirely like it.  

This is where I was at when I woke up yesterday morning.  Dipping my toe into the Pity Party pool and ready for a good wallow.

Then I turned on the news and the wallowing was stopped in an instant.  

I can’t imagine the turmoil that is happening in hundreds of lives today because of the actions of one individual filled with...we don’t even know what yet.  Hate...despair...jealousy...revenge.  I don’t know if knowing why will make any difference or not.  

All I know is that I am feeling so thankful today for the health and safety of everyone who is important to me, including myself.  I look at the whiny ass episode I was set to embark on yesterday, and I am ashamed of myself.  

My heart goes out to anyone who was personally affected by the tragedy in Las Vegas yesterday.  My prayers continue to be that God is with us to guide us so that someday we can follow his command to love one another.  Always.

Take a minute to be grateful today and to praise God for the blessings in your life.  

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Monday, September 11, 2017

Batten Down

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Hello again friends!  

The last few days have been sort of a “batten down the hatches” kind of plan.  I’m trying to get things lined up for when I’m recovering from surgery.  

I spent a lot of time over the last few weeks canning.  I’ve got 32 quarts of dill pickles, a few quarts of spicy dilly beans, 45 pints of green beans, and 10 pints of pasta sauce.  I will do 10 half pints of pizza sauce tomorrow night, and then I’m done.  Whatever tomatoes ripen from here on out will be canned by Captain’s mom after she gets back from Spokane on Sunday.

Molly came over last night and helped us clean the house.  I don’t understand how it gets so dirty when it’s just the two of us here!  But, thanks to Molly, now it is fit for company.

I’ve got things lined up at work, and the awesome people that are in my work unit helped me figure out who is going to do what while I’m away.  If you ever think that you are unimportant in your job...think about who would do what you do for two months, and you will realize quickly that you are integral to the whole process!

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The one thing I didn’t get done is my landscaping.  I have tiger lillies, sedum, and hostas should have been divided this fall.  I guess it has waited this long, another year isn’t going to hurt anything!

I did make a Hobby Lobby/Joann Fabric run on Saturday, so I am stocked up on yarn as I am told that crochet is an acceptable activity postoperatively.  Yay, because I have eight blankets I need to get started on soon!

The other thing that is on my mind is Calf Country.  I won’t be able to feed calves when Captain is milking, and with harvest right around the corner, this is going to complicate things for him.  He’ll make it work because that’s just the kind of guy he is, but it still worries me.  I’ll put it in God’s hands and see what He can come up with!

So many of you have offered to help in whatever way you can that we need, and we truly, truly appreciate that!  We’ve had more offers than we’ll ever be able to use for household/yard type stuff.  It makes us thankful, again, that we live in a close knit rural community.

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I would ask for each of you to pray for me and mine.  This is a scary time for all of us, so every prayer we can get is a good thing!

Blessings to you my friends!

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Thursday, August 24, 2017

North Shore 2017

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Our week started off bright and early Monday morning when Captain had an appointment with the orthopedic surgeon at Mayo Clinic.


The doctor’s official medical observation was, “You’ve got a gimp.”  I did medical transcription for 18 years, and I never knew that “gimp” was a medical term!


The cause of the problem is long-term degenerative arthritis.  The solution is a total hip replacement.  We have that scheduled for December 20...about a week after I have implant exchange.  Joy and rapture.  


Things got significantly better after that because we stopped at home, loaded up the cooler and suitcases, and headed to pick up our friends for our trip to the North Shore!


Captain did all the driving, and he got us to Duluth--with one stop at Toby’s for lunch and eclipse viewing--by mid afternoon.  We stopped to check the arrival and departure schedule at the maritime museum, but nothing was even close to coming or going while we were there, so we traveled on.

We stopped in Two Harbors to have a beer at Castle Danger Brewery. Captain and I were there two years ago, and we were the only two people in the place. This time, we had a hard time finding a place to sit it was so packed! Glad they are doing well in their new location.


We made it to Little Marais Lakeside Resort in early evening and got all checked into our cabin.  Very cozy with two bedrooms (queen beds), living room with a futon, recliner, and large picture window, small dining table, and tiny but fully stocked kitchen.  




We got our supplies unloaded, went out to soak up some wave sounds, and then headed inland about 20 miles to the Trestle Inn.  This is a bar and grill that is literally in the middle of nowhere.  You have to travel 15+ miles on a narrow dirt road with more curves than the Rockettes chorus line, but the food and the ambiance is pretty worth it.

It was dark and raining when we headed back to the cabin, so a lakeside bonfire was out of the question that night.  Instead, we opted to stay in and have a rousing trivia contest with the cards from the Trivial Pursuit game provided.  It was that or the 500-piece tiger puzzle, and no one was eager to start that.  


By 10:30, we were all tuckered out from traveling, plus the rain and the waves on the lake were pretty darn soothing through the open windows, so it was off to bed.  


Tuesday morning after enjoying coffee by the lake for a bit, it was time for breakfast.  It was my turn to make breakfast, but when I turned to the stove, I realized I had no idea how to start it.  I have a gas stove, but this one didn’t have the electric pilot light.  Captain and Kevin figured it out (I was safely out of the range of any potential explosion) and even got the oven lit to cook the bacon.  Whew!  Once I knew how to operate the equipment, I got bacon, eggs, and toast for on the table.  Bonus...the guys did dishes!



We piled into the truck and headed north on Highway 61.  Our first stop was Temperance River State Park.  This is where the river flows down through basalt stone, and after millennia of water and pebbles swirling around in two or three spots, deep potholes--or what we refer to as swirlies--were formed.  It is sort of an arduous climb up to the swirlies, but oh what beautiful views there were!





From there we went to Grand Marais.  Such a pretty little town with the harbor and the harbor lighths right there.  We stopped at The World’s Best Donuts and had some--get this--amazing donuts!  The line was out the door and halfway down the block, but those standing in line were entertained by a young man playing his violin for tips.  Not bad...snack and a show.


After dropping off the extra donuts in the truck, we stopped in at one of the gift shops.  Not because we buy anything but just because it is fun to look around.  Saw a card with an awesome pun on it:  Why couldn’t the pig remember anything?  Because he had hamnesia!!  That’s a knee slapper…


We walked around and out to the pier/break point/barrier thing that separates the lake from the harbor.  I wandered further than the rest so I could get pictures of the harbor lights and harbor and lake all in one shot.  I turned around and used the telephoto lens to get a shot of the rest of my peeps from about 100 yards away or more.  Man, I love my camera!




We walked back to the truck and headed even further north to Grand Portage State Park which is right on the US-Canadian border.  We could have gone into Canada since we all had our passports but opted to stay domestic this time.  


While we were on the half-mile trek to the observation point for the high falls, Captain was looking down at the Pigeon River below the trail, and he thought he saw something moving around in the backwaters.  Turns out it was some very busy little beavers...literally!  I tried to telephoto and get a picture of them, but I can’t pick out Mr. Beaver in these photos.  If you can...let me know!




We continued on to the high falls observation point.  Oh.My.Goodness.  It is just breathtaking to see the force of nature as that water explodes down the falls.  The next time I’m feeling stressed or anxious, all I will need to do is look at these pictures again and find my calm.




By then we were tired and getting hungry so we headed back to Grand Marais for a stop at Sven & Ole’s pizza before really zeroing in on getting back to the cabin.  We drove in and out of rain showers the whole way back to Little Marais, but it let up just about the time we started getting supper ready.  


There is a picnic table and grill with each cabin, so we had grilled foil potato packets, hamburgers, and sweet corn.  Oh lordy what good food!  


While I washed dishes (Captain dried), Kevin and Carol worked on getting the bonfire going.  It was a little tricky because the wood had been rained on, but we discovered that Doritos actually do burn and make good fire starters!  Plus, if you throw enough lighter fluid at it, you get BIG FLAMES!  


Everybody got their adult beverages lined up and we plunked, our butts down to listen to the waves, watch the flames, and solve the world’s problems.  Then the entertainment started.  


A family in a cabin down the row a ways had bought some lanterns at the gift shop that were basically miniature hot air balloons.  I’m not sure how the fire was secured at the bottom of the lantern, but they did, and they were launching them over the lake.  


The lantern would get to where it was flight-ready, and they would let it go.  For the dozen or so that they launched, the pattern was the same.  The lantern would hover over the water looking like it was going to bomb in the lake, and then it would catch a little updraft that would take it straight up.  At this point, we were always sure it was going to get tangled in the dead tree nearby, but every single time, just at treetop height, it would catch the jet stream or whatever and ZOOM up, up, and away over the lake.  


It doesn’t take much to impress and entertain a group of tired 50-somethings, does it?!

When it got chilly enough by the lake to sort of be uncomfortable--plus the mosquitoes came out--we headed inside to chat in comfort and warmth before heading for bed.  


Wednesday morning was another coffee-by-the-lake start followed by breakfast.  This time it was french toast, bacon, and fried potatoes.  We got all of that cleaned up and started getting packed up to head home.  Since that didn’t take long, we had time to have more coffee and conversation in the cabin.  


After getting checked out and headed home, we stopped at Palisade Head which is a high, sheer cliff that is popular with rock climbers.  I stood at the top and looked down and decided that anyone who dangled there on a rope high over the lake was just crazy.  But, it takes all kinds.




After that it was a quick pit stop at the brand new Tettegouche State Park visitor’s center.  They even have a cafe and coffee bar!!


We decided we really needed to stop at Betty’s Pies on the way by.  It wasn’t quite lunch time, so three of us just had pie but Captain went for the lunch special.  My choice o’the day was the cherry cheesecake and let me just say...good gracious what a slice!  MMMMMMMmmmm!

One last stop at the scenic overlook at Split Rock for a photo op.


Since there were no departures or arrivals happening in Duluth, we didn’t stop there on the way south.  Instead of going back down I-35 on the Minnesota side, we crossed over to Superior and came south on the Wisconsin side.  New scenery to keep things fresh.


We stopped in Baldwin at the A&W for lunch, stopped in Ellsworth at the creamery for cheese curds, and we were home in time for Captain to do evening chores.  

And another great North Shore trip was in the books!

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