More Monday!

Good Monday Afternoon! It’s been busy around Raabe Ranch this morning. Did I ever tell you why I call it that? This is the biggest yard the dogs have ever had to roam in. And it goes well with our German last name. Thus, Raabe Ranch. So huge the babe bought a riding lawnmower right when we moved in. He needs it, and I need to learn how to use it. You know, in case I ever need to mow. I did mow before my sons were old enough to mow the yard. We had a huge bank in front of the house, and it was a challenge, but not bad.

I have an appointment with the Allergy/Pulmonary doc on Wednesday. To test my lung function, she wanted me to have a COVID test. If I would have it, it could significantly impact the lung function. Good to know. The staff at UNO have a great setup for these tests required by doctors. They have a special parking lot/garage devoted to testing. You give your name, a Post-It Note with a number gets stuck on your windshield. They motions you to enter when it’s your turn. Window down, double check the patient name/birthdate, then the test. It’s not pleasant, I’m not going to lie. The phrase, “Up your nose with a rubber hose,” came to mind. It sure felt like it. I felt as if part of my left brain was removed via my nasal cavity. At any rate, it was over before I knew it. It did hurt for about an hour afterwards. Great job, UNMC and UNO.

My cover photo today is a bouquet of roses I bought at Target. It’s nice to give yourself flowers once in awhile. They smell so good. My Grandpa Bobell planted Tea Rose bushes in his yard. I’ll never forget that beautiful smell. I always think of him when I smell them. Funny how the sense of smell is one so many memories are tied to. The scent of cinnamon rolls baking remind me of Grandma Jewell’s house. I can drive past the address even now, and smell the scent of love. It makes me smile.

That is exactly why I love the smell of baby powder. We used to be able to put baby powder on the babies before they found out about it was bad for us. It was such a sweet, innocent smell. Nothing better! The fresh smell of rain, the smell of freshly sawn wood while making a project, the smell of fresh peaches as you take the first juicy bite, all make life sweeter. We will remember because the mind stamps the smells for us. All pleasurable memories.

Smells that some folks don’t like at all: The Stockyards on a humid, summer day, burnt popcorn at the movies, or the musty smell of Grandma’s basement. Lots of room for improvements, right? We were always told the Stockyards was the smell of money, the burnt popcorn, I don’t know how you can make that better, Grandma’s basement, humid, musty air can be lessened with dampness removers in jars, a dehumidifier, and a host of other things.

A smell I used to love was a campfire or fire pit. Not any more. After my son lost everything in the apartment fire last October, burning wood is no longer a good smell for me. He’s had a lot of stuff happen, more than many in 2019 and 2020, and he still has a good attitude. “Oh, well,” is something he frequently says and has since he was a teenager. He’s so resilient.

The smell of fried food reminds me of when both boys lived at home and worked at Grandmother’s on 90th and Dodge. The fried food smell was on them, their clothes, and the yellow residue tracked in the house on the inexpensive vinyl flooring in the bathroom. Smelly stuff. But I was glad they were kids who knew they had to work, and they had to work hard to keep and maintain their cars, insurance, etc.

I have a few personality charts to plan out this afternoon. My character Katie will have six or seven brothers to contend with, along with an aunt who is a mentor and friend. They will all appear in the first chapter, and it should be great fun. There is also a You Tube video describing the difference between Plot and Story. Sam, my book coach is sure keeping me busy! It could be overwhelming to try and piece all of these elements and make sense of them. I’m just glad I have her, and I would highly recommend her. Sam Tyler, The Write Book Coach, http://www.thewritebookcoach.com.

Hugs Are Good for All Of Us.

Memes about hugs are some favorites of mine. One mentions – Did you ever get a hug from someone and you could feel all your broken parts being put back together? Yes, those are the best kind. The Babe is one of the best huggers I’ve ever met. And yes, I feel my broken parts going back together. I do know quite a few very good huggers, too, and always want to greet them standing up, for a really good hug. Those kind last a good amount of time. Go get some today!

It’s late in the day, and I want to thank you for reading today. I appreciate your support. Help each other out, be kind and courteous, and be patient with each other. We need to be good examples. Wash up, wear your masks, and let’s just get this pandemic over with. See you tomorrow.

Superior Saturday

It’s another nice day at the Home Office in Gretna, Nebraska. I did the unthinkable. Today, I went by myself, to the store. I selected Target because they have so many flavors of the Greek Yogurt we like. I felt like I was on another planet after not shopping for over a month. At least there was no line to wait in to enter the store. The carts were being sanitized by an employee, who set them off to one side for you to have one all ready for as you enter. Nice. I hope that continues all summer.

The shopping wasn’t too bad, except I spent a whole bunch of money. We were out of a lot of things. And no snacks. The Babe isn’t happy. Anyway, the store definitely had a lot of empty spaces. I got the last squeeze pack of pickle relish. Love pickle relish mixed in tuna for a sandwich. I skipped the cookies, the snacks aisle, the stuff we tend to eat up fast. Got some good Italian Sausage to make a pasta meal with next week. I needed a lot of Health and Beauty Items. Make up. Make up remover. Sunscreen. Body Wash. Hair Spray. The essentials.

Some people opt to live in their pajamas during quarantine, and even during illness. If when I’m ill, I manage to stay out of bed except for a nap, I’ll get dressed. Dressed everyday in quarantine. I suppose it’s because now we’re the old people, but the Babe does too. It helps us have a better mindset for the day. And I wear makeup every day. It’s a habit, I suppose, but it makes me feel better so I’ll continue to do it while I still can. So, if you see me out somewhere and I need to blend a little better, give me a heads up, ok? And let me keep my dignity.

It feels strange in this age of COVID-19 that we are being allowed (May 4) to come out of quarantine a bit. That scares me to death. Of course numbers go down when people are staying home. It’s WHY they stay home! I’m just concerned it will kick up again with a vengeance and quarantine us until Christmas. That would be horrible for people, their psyche, their relationships, their pets, neighbors, and co-workers. And the health professionals! Wow. The VFW is talking about doing something during the month of May, and following the rules in place. It would be good for the morale of the members, whichever are able to come.

Favorable things I saw today included so many apartment building going in north of Highway 370 on Highway 6/31, also known as 204 Street closer to Omaha. Traffic signals, too. They are expecting people to move in and they’re getting ready. The traffic will increase, as the population does, and we’ll see more schools being built, more places to shop, and so on. Gretna will be the place to be in a few more years. An issue on the ballot in May concerns a huge park, including ball fields, baseball diamonds, splash park, and many other things. It will be good for the families. I love to see that.

All is well, I’ve unloaded the groceries, put them away, and got an Iced Chai Tea to relax a minute and bring you all up to date on things. More book editing later on, and this morning, I finished piecing the Poppy Quilt this morning! Here it is, thanks for holding it Babe and Goldie.

Needs trimming, layering & pinning, and quilting.

I need to check out the craft room and see what fabric I have for backing and if there is enough batting to layer it. Hope so, otherwise a large order will go out for a roll of batting. Might be enough for five or more quilts, so it’s worth it. I’m really glad to have finished piecing the quilt. It all will be completed, in due time. It’s fun to have all these different interests, and hard to pick what to work on.

More reading to do this afternoon, and dinner later. This evening, Jimmy Weber will do another Show, this time from the empty bar at Buck’s in Venice, NE. It’s just down the road from us, but they won’t allow people in. If you’re interested, go to his Facebook page, Jimmy Weber Music and watch the Facebook Live. I’m looking forward to it very much. Tonight, on FB Live, from 8 – 9:30 p.m. Enjoy!

Thank you for visiting today, I appreciate it. Have a beautiful evening and I’ll see you tomorrow. It’ll be another beautiful day!