Tuesday, August 2, 2022


Missing keys

Monday I had another senior moment. Hubby spends a lot of time enjoying the outdoors working out and about on our property or on our screened porch with his computer.

His recent strategy to make sure I can alert him if I need to is to leave the van keys with me. Pressing the red button starts the horn blowing.

It is extra loud and he can hear it wherever he is outside.That translates into my carrying his keys in my fanny pack. 

I had pulled them out of my fanny pack when I was rooting around for a pen to make a note while I was reading. 

I was stretched out comfortably on our window seat reading when Hubby burst through the door. 

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Where am I going? Are you joking?"

He was.

While sitting on the porch, he had heard the van horn sound twice and then the motor started running.

"Where are the van keys," he asked

We rummaged around. I searched my fanny pack and all around the window sill where I usually stash items I want in easy reach. I felt around on the window seat. 

Hubby calmly suggested I look under me. 

There they were.

Oops!  My bad!

Somehow those keys had wound up under me. That pushed the button on the remote which triggered the van's starter, and that started the engine.

My butt on the button! Sigh. 

Old age is definitely not boring!



Friday, July 22, 2022

Scatching the Travel Itch #1

Through the years U.S. 49 is the highway we traveled often from our coastal Mississippi town north to visit relatives in and around Hattiesburg, Mississippi. 

Mid-January 2022 Hubby pronounced that a day-trip north was on the agenda that would be different from our usual trip to visit relatives. 

"We'll do a little exploring," he said. "Just trust me." 

And different it was.

Pecan House

Our first stop was the Pecan House. Hubby knew I had always wanted to visit the rustic wooden cabin that housed that enterprise. I love pecans and was eager to sample its offerings.

The Pecan House exceeded my expectations. It was packed with a huge selection of both raw pecan halves and others toasted with a variety of flavored coatings. 

The owner had noticed my disability, and she asked if my condition left me with pain. We were soon engaged in a lengthy conversation that included her experience with natural remedies to alleviate the pain caused by her own health challenges.

She wrote down the address for her blog about natural remedies, but I misplaced it. ARG!! Searching for her blog about those remedies is on my to do list.

We left with sugar-free chocolate-covered pecan halves for me.  Hubby selected a more adventuresome choice that was tasty. Now neither of us can remember what the flavor was, maybe mango?

We did manage to refrain from gobbling them down as soon as we reached our van. They didn't last past Day 2, though. I guess we will just have to make another visit for more pecans.

At a gas station nearby on the opposite side of U.S. 49 there were three storage tanks that I assume contained fuel. I had wanted to photograph them for ages. Hubby crossed over to the gas station, got out and snapped a number of shots from different angles. The one below was my favorite.

Giant colas

Have you ever seen any tanks painted like those above?

We didn't see any creatures around large enough to be tempted by the giant-sized beverages.

We explored a number of side roads and made a couple more stops, but that's for another post. Got to get up now and move so I can keep moving. 


Monday, June 27, 2022

What Has Not Changed

Today I spent some time catching up on comments on my blog. Although recently I had been having trouble getting my comments to post, today after I had published a blog post, I found navigating comments seemed to be working better.

If I haven't commented on your posts today, I hope to soon.

One thing hasn't changed since 2011. Your comments now, the same as when I returned to posting after the hemorrhagic stroke, lift me up and help me count my blessings instead of moaning and complaining.

Know that especially with COVID restrictions these opportunities to read of the joys, challenges, hard things you are experiencing or humorous thoughts and experiences you post about, your sharing is a blessing. Thank you, thank you!