Saturday, April 28, 2007
I think in a few weeks, you'll be convinced that it's the mosquitos who will take over. I've been to your place, and I know whereof I speak.
Hey, on May 7, I'm going to pick up the Canadian from Fernie, BC
and bring her back down here for the graduation and the wedding that we'll be celebrating for the next two weekends. I'm looking forward to having at least two of the sisters together for awhile.
I do not suck my thumb, it's my finger!!! I am not a shrimp! I can talk! Mo-oo-ommm!
Love ya, Mary
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
I was standing sadly staring down at it and saying "goodbye fish" when I saw a flash of orange. Hmmmmm.
I made Jim find a hose and started a water exchange because the pump was no longer working. I have 13 fish still alive in the pond. Four of the white ones are gone. I wonder now if any died from the power loss. I think it might be racoons fishing instead.
I got a new pump yesterday and started it up so they would have some areation. Totally amazing. I think the water must not have frozen completely for very long. (Although it was 30 below zero.) I think that the power got turned back on in time for the fish to freeze and thaw slowly. The pond heater was still in the pond and probably started up again in time to slowly warm up the water. Who knows? Maybe they are just mutant unkillable goldfish. Probably from another planet sent here to take over.
PS...I am totally jealous of your knitting classes!
PPS.. Alice was out for about 45 minutes today and I have already taken 4 tiny ticks off her fur. None have managed to reach skin yet. It helps to have long fur.
Have a great time.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Anyway, what I've been trying to post is pictures of Mom in her three nickname stages, namely (and I'm not trying to make a pun, ol' bear, sometimes it just works out that way) "Mug," "Red," and "Maggie."
Mom as "Mug"
Mom was telling me, when I was there over Thanksgiving, that
Maggie wasn't her nickname until Dad started calling her that. I hadn't known that. Of course, she was Mug as a child, 'cos Uncle Bud couldn't say Margaret.
Mom as "Red"
When she went into the WACS in WWII, she was known as "Red"
due, of course, to her red hair. Nice do, Mom. I've got a picture of myself in the '80s that kinda reminds me of this. This picture is annotated at the top that she is getting ready to "ship out." I assume from India to home.
Mom as "Maggie"
Then there's Mom as Maggie, and this is what I didn't know. She had an Aunt Maggie, a spinster aunt that used to show up and stay with the family for a few months before moving on to another relative. I really don't know where this aunt is on the family tree. At any rate, Mom and her siblings didn't like it when this aunt came to stay because she was fussy and they probably had to be on their best (or better) behavior when she was visiting. The name Maggie became negatively associated with this aunt.
Of course, after Mom told Dad this story, he used it to tease her and call her "Maggie" as if she were a crabby old aunt and somehow the name stuck.
Well, that's a long story with not much to it, but it was interesting to hear something new. I hope to get back there soon and find out some more stuff about Mom and Dad, although they seem to be a lot funnier in telling the stories when they know nothing is recording it. Ah well. Maybe I'll take some pictures of knitting pretty soon. I'm just glad to be getting back into the swing of blogging. How is packing going? When will you be back at the farm? love, md
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Congratulations! By the time you read this, you will have lived through another tax season (mostly - there's no doubt lots of loose ends to tie up). Time for a deep breath, and maybe one more, before you begin packing up for the trek back to the farm. Birds, garden, quilting friends, carp back in the pond, etc, etc. Aren't you excited? I can't wait to see pictures from the farm!
Another reason to celebrate: our No. 1 nephew is now THIRTY-FIVE! Incredible. Who'd a thunk it? I saw him this weekend - he came up to Whitefish with his girlfriend and she made him go horseback riding. She's a native Montanan who had her own horse growing up, so she exposed him to something new. He called later that night and complained that his thighs were killing him, but that he liked it and might do it again. Har! I told him I'd buy him a 10-gallon hat. No. 1 Nephew is not very tall, and his girlfriend is less tall than he. So a 10-gallon hat ought to cover it. In fact, when they visited last summer, they came up in a VW bug. They had their luggage, camping gear, and two bicycles in the car, and there was still room for both of them.
I'm sorry I don't have a horseback picture, so this will have to do:
This is Ezra, a local kitty, who is eating by using her paw as a spoon. Ezra lives with Katie. A loveable kitty, eh? More knitting later, but must to work now. Love, md
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Yes, I have a lot of excuses for not blogging lately, but none of them are good enough to quit! I want to keep it up; hope you do, too.
Last time I wrote, I promised a Seattle Travelogue:
I'll just give the short version; you can see pics on my Webshots site.
And later on, we went to Bainbridge Island to Churchmouse Yarns and Teas, and I bought a shop pattern (a Koigu ruffle scarf) and a book of patterns with a vest I really want to make, and best of all found out that Sally Melville is going to be there! And she's going to be there right around the time I'm in Seattle area for Paul's wedding and I'm going to two classes! I am not too thrilled, no, not a bit! I asked the ol' bear to sign me up for one, because of the $$ (he had to do it because it was a first-come, first-serve starting at noon and I would be working at the Buff.) But he signed me up for two anyway! No wonder I love him. So anyway, I am looking forward to that in the middle of May.
All the graduate/scholarship stuff is done; now it's up to the universe! Yee haaaa! I've been knitting on a baby jacket for Christy's stepsister, Sarah (who does not read this blog) and a shawl, that, if I'm lucky, will be ready to wear to Paul's wedding. Yeh, right. I'd better think of a plan B. I'll post some more pictures later, but right now, I've got to go shower all the Buffalo butter off of me! For now - this is where and with whom I spend my Sundays: Mandy, Jack, and Charlie at the Buff.