I wish the cemetery was covered in grass but in our desert that isn't to be. Bill took us out to the Veteran's cemetery so I could see the grave of your Great Grandad and Grandma. There was a beautiful live wreath that had been placed on their headstone. I hadn't been since sweet grandma passed away so it was nice to see her information had been added.
"So often we become so focused on the finish line that we fail to enjoy the journey." President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Saturday, December 22, 2018
Monday, December 17, 2018
Thursday, December 13, 2018
Bruised & Broken
I am working with one hand and I am a very slow hunt and peck typist so briefly here is the result of a nasty fall I took on Friday. Broken humorous bone and a crack in the joint ball. I always believed I had a high tolerance of pain. Now I won't brag about that any more!
Tuesday, December 4, 2018
Decorating
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Sunday, December 2, 2018
Gpa Has Some Competition!
New Digs!
Here are some pictures of where we are living now. We definitely didn't down-size! I have a few more areas to show but will add those once I get them fixed up the way I want them to look.
Pigeons/Pests
There isn't a nicer sound than the cooing of a pigeon and there isn't anything more annoying than bird droppings all over your front porch because the pigeons decided they live at your house. I have tried to focus on the positive but when I discovered two pigeons had made a home in the eave by our front door--that has become a challenge. I called my bird expert who gave me permission to evict the unwanted tenants. I got my second bird expert to come over and do the dirty work (and it was DIRTY!). Lincoln had to literally saw out the nest which was like a bunch of twigs filled with bird droppings which were as heavy as concrete. Once that was done the birds had to come out which took our long armed Uncle Christian. As soon as he got them out Lincoln went back up the ladder and filled the space with bricks so they wouldn't make themselves comfortable again. Then the guilt began for me as the two birds stood in front of the bricks trying to figure out how to get their home back. I felt pretty guilty until I started washing off the porch! Although two of the birds were evicted--don't fret--there are about 30 who sit on the top of the roof watching my every move! I wish I hadn't watched Alfred Hitchcock's, The Birds!
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