Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Spending Time with Kiersten

Left Brain has been taking our fifteen year old granddaugher out to practice driving lately and I had her bring along her camera to do a little photo shoot after our lunch.

The town of Elk River is not large, but it's packed with character.  I especially enjoy the murals downtown and this is my favorite.




The other mural is kind of hidden behind the trees, but the setting is sweet with the splash pad for kids.  Note the porta potty is also painted to blend in.




Opposite this is an ivy covered wall that seems to enjoy being mostly by the windows.




There is never a shortage of things to photo when you just start looking around.







Long Live the Queen

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Stormy Weather

I guess  I should quit whining about the heat and humidity in Minnesota.  Back home in Arizona the weather has been much more nasty since this is the monsoon season.

Here is a clip of what it looked like recently as reported by the local news.

Our neighbor snapped several shots of the damage nearby.

The roof of one car port went flying into another person's house...ouch.

There's lots of trees down in Patriot Park.




Our biggest damage seems to be the storage shed getting blown over and the door coming off, very minor compared to others.


Long Live the Queen

Friday, July 6, 2018

Back when I was thin...reminiscing

I've always been thin, skinny, slender, a stick...you get the idea all my life.  Until menopause hit and reset all my wiring.

 It's still fun to see my photos from the "old days".


Some of my favorite years were when I was involved in karate.

Here's the teacher photo from way back.  We weren't allowed to smile...very serious people here.  I'm the one on the left holding the bo staff...my weapon of choice.


This is Left Brain and I doing some drills.  Note he still had hair.  Well, at least some.


Long Live the Queen

Monday, July 2, 2018

Accepting the Way I Am

I had such lofty goals when I left Arizona last May.  My plans were to grow my hair out, lose 50 pounds and amaze everyone when I returned to Arizona.  Ha!  The hair is starting to grow, can't screw that up...but I've gained three more pounds. Sigh.

Coca Cola has been my drug of choice for ages, ever since my mother started feeding it to me in a bottle at eight months of age.  But as you can see from the old advertising, this was encouraged in those days.



I've tried to kick the habit many times with no success.  Oh, I might go a month or two without it and then bam...I have one and am hooked again.  I have finally accepted this as part of my DNA and have moved on.

Chocolate is my main food group and I've tried to kick the Hershey's kisses habit as well, but find myself gobbling down chocolate chips and any other form that's out there.  Kind of like a drunk that will drink the mouthwash.  It's not pretty, but it's what it is.  At least the dark chocolate is good for the heart.

Thank goodness I never started smoking, or that would be another in my list of confessions.  Yes, I tried it...at age seven.  Didn't like it much and haven't tried it again since.

Generally I'm an upbeat and happy person, but sometimes things just drag me down for no reason.   I figure even though I'm way past menopause, I still have a monthly cycle I go through with mood swings and a case of the grumpies.

Thankfully I'm married to a wonderful man who understands all my ups and downs and gently helps me roll through them.

So.  I am what I am and have decided it is enough.

There, that felt liberating!

Long Live the Queen

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Getting the Message!

I thought I had successfully rebooted my life after the last post, but apparently not.

It was one of those mornings where you really don't want to get out of bed in the first place, but you make yourself carry on.  

The way I've been playing pickleball lately I wasn't feeling up for any tough competition and the heat index was ramping up , so I decided to try my luck playing indoors.

The plan was to enjoy some light play, change clothes and do some shopping, get a hair cut, fill the gas tank and have a nice lunch.  It was such a good plan.

One hour into playing I managed to smack myself in the head with my paddle.  Ouch!  I could feel an immediate bump but played for a little while anyway but started to feel weird.



I got an ice pack from the office on the way out and decided to just go home and hide in my little cave until I felt better.

So message received...if you feel like you should stay home...stay HOME.

Long Live the Queen (whose crown will not fit until the swelling has gone down)