20 July 2018

The Unwanted Visitor

It's the call you never want to get. No, not that one... everyone is fine. I'm talking about the one that causes panic like no other. "There's a SNAKE in the House!"

Yes, I got the call (luckily he wasn't in my house) but poor Mama was on the other end of the phone in a major panic. She has been terrified of snakes her whole life and to see one climbing on her kitchen window.... You just cannot comprehend what that call sounded like!

Our snakes after hummingbirds, 2002
At first I thought the snake was outside the kitchen window. "He's just after the hummingbirds" I told her, not remembering that she doesn't have feeders this year. I was thinking of the time we had a snake on our door doing that.

The timing couldn't have been worse. Danny and my brother were both out in different directions having cars work done. So this was now a case of the blind rescuing the blind! I told Mom I'd call a neighbor and for her to keep an eye on the intruder. Losing sight of him would be the worse case scenario.

By chance neighbor Austin was home and not 'up the country.' Alice sent him right over. He arrived as I did, armed with a hoe fork & a pine cone picker-upper. By the time we got in the kitchen we saw a HUGE crooked black line draped over the soap dispenser, paper towel holder, the mixer and other items on the counter. He was heading to the corner! And we needed to get him before he rounded that corner and made it behind the stove.

I went to open the back door since I would NOT be holding it when the exit happened, while Austin started moving items and trying to grab the snake with the not-quite-strong-enough picker-up. The knife block fell over scattering smaller knives across the counter and Austin managed to turn the snake back towards the corner instead of the stove and got a hand on his tail.

I was standing right behind Austin and when he said to back up I did just that. I wished I'd been a bit quicker because the next thing I saw was a snake head coming towards my face as Austin whipped the snake off the counter.

I'll never forget the sight I saw next of Austin standing in the middle of the kitchen swinging the snake round and round. (where was a camera when you needed it)? OMG! Please don't let him slip through his fingers! Austin quickly made his way to the back door. I could hear the snake hit the door facing as they passed through the threshold. I couldn't tell if I was scared to death or scarred for life by this, the craziest thing I've ever witnessed in my life. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Crisis averted we went back to the living room where Mom had been planted in her chair the whole time keeping a watchful eye on the snake before we had arrived. We all started calming down, my brother and his wife came in and like any good group of hunters do we went back over the story, relating every detail, just like I've done here!

A super big thank you to Austin to coming to our aid! We're still not sure how the 5-6 foot long black snake got in but you can be sure that any holes found have been plugged and the doors are kept closed from now on! I know there are good snakes and bad snakes, but when any come in the house he's automatically on the bad list.

Oh, and when I got back home and looked in the mirror I found a spot of blood between my eyebrows. Slowly I washed it away... there's no scratch, no cut.... Good grief! I have snake blood on me! Totally creeped me out!

11 July 2018

Mission-minded Crochet Work

Last year I had heard that the migrant ministry recipients that our church serve liked to receive hand crocheted washcloths. So lately I've been working to make as many of them that I can before the end of July. This is a quick and easy project that travels well to work on in waiting rooms and vehicles.

I already had some that I'd stored away to use as a craft show item, but never got to have a booth last year. And while I was laid up with my back and knee surgeries I made a few more. So I now have a nice stack of at least 30 washcloths ready to be donated plus whatever more I can get done in the next couple of weeks!

03 July 2018

Blame It On The Moon

This has been another rough week. Danny had surgery last Thursday, getting 3 hernias repaired at one time. He’s now recovering nicely. Both dogs are now feeling good too so that just leaves me with leftover health issues. I am still struggling to get over twisting my back 10 days ago, but am making progress each day. I think once I get through this I am going to see about getting some strengthening back therapy, which I’ve never had since having back surgery over a year ago. Perhaps this could have been avoided if I’d had therapy sooner.

Beside pain each of us was dealing with and super hot temperatures outdoors, another thing that didn’t help matters was the full moon around June 28. With feelings walking a fine line, things weren’t always rosy last week. Now we know why.

My lightbulb started going off as I began noticing a trend a few months ago, gradually putting 2 and 2 together. Things would go well at home with everyone relatively happy and suddenly the botttom would fall out. Petty arguments and hurt feelings prevailed leaving us both baffled. Luckily it was always a temporary affliction and we’d get through the set-backs fairly quickly. After a while I mentioned my curious thoughts of a moon connection to Danny, so together we have been watching for a correlation between the moon and a tendency for arguments debates to become a bit more “heightened.” It seems to happen right before the full moon and dissipates within a day or so, with life returning to normal. We thought we were crazy but after tracking emotional exchanges a while we’re pretty sure we’re on to something. And now that we know better we can do better!

I know it sounds bizarre, but I share this because maybe someone else has had the same thing happen and just didn’t realize the moon could be an influence at home. Everybody knows the moon affects tides, births increase, and crimes go up during full moons. Why not arguments at home?

21 June 2018

Maintaining Cool

One of these days my real summer will start. So far it's been one dramatic event after another. Danny's hand is now doing nicely after his week in the hospital. During that week he was scheduled for a CT-Scan which we had to cancel. He finally got that done and was able to scheduled an appointment with another surgeon to fix multiple hernias that were side-lined during the other crisis. He gets surgery #2 next week.

Meanwhile, on Father's Day, after having a nice lunch with my father-in-law we returned home to find that one of our little dogs was indeed ill (we knew he hadn't been feeling well). Toby was going downhill fast; lethargic, not eating or drinking.  Danny slept on an air mattress in the living room that night, getting up with him every 30-40 minutes to go outdoors. On Monday morning we left early, heading to the vet. After exam and labs we returned home, $300 lighter and armed with antibiotics and nausea pills to gingerly care for our little munchkin. He's slowly doing better now although still sluggish and eating and drinking the minimum. I think he had some kind of bacteria in his gut.

Once I can get everyone well and stabilized around here I'm going to take a vacation and get out of Dodge for a while!

Other than that I've been reading, working on church stuff, crocheting a bit, and trying to keep cool (both physically and mentally). That impending yard sale that's been years in the making , that we'd thought to have this weekend, is on indefinite hold now. I could care less.

Good health is nothing to sneeze at. It's of the most importance for everyone.