Tennessee Trip

Well, I am sitting here in Sevierville Tenn. And wishing I had taken that helicopter ride yesterday over Pigeon Forge because this
morning it is all foggy. We have been traveling through the
Smoky mountains in tennessee.
Visited my godparents in maryville tenn. now heading for hendersonville n.c. the fall color is just about gone but we saw some of it the first few days. later

Tomato Tomato Good

I have quite a few large tomatoes on my plants. One of the few great things about gardening in Florida. You can have fresh tomatoes for Christmas. Today was grocery shopping and although my husband keeps saying, "you go by yourself". When it comes time for me to leave, he says, "Is is ok if I tag along?" I think he worries something might happen to me. I am not used to this much togetherness. I used to do the shopping alone. And I liked that time to myself. Now I rush and forget things. I just did something that wiped off half of my post. I think it saved to draft. I have tried to post from the drafts but without any success. I planted my brussel sprouts, lettuce and peas.

My husband took this awesome photograph of a red spotted purple admiral. It is beautiful. I had never seen one in my yard. The book says they like birch tree's. I will have to check my river birch for cocoons. I can't remember what else I said. Oh yes, my new favorite show is Drop Dead Diva on the Lifetime channel. And my other favorite is Fringe which is very strange and gory. Ok, this is all. I don't want to lose this again. Later.

Fall veggie garden

I just got all the weeds out of my Fall garden. I have so far two tomato plants and one has four tomatoes on it. Here in Florida it is easier to have a Fall garden than a spring garden. There is no summer garden here. By July everything is fired by the heat. Today I am going to Ace hardware and get pansies for my dogs grave and black kow manure for my garden and then I will plant my brussel sprouts, lettuce, zuchini, and peas. We are supposed to be in the fifties in the morning by Thursday so our first cool weather. I miss the beach. I need to live on the ocean. I would really like to sell the motorhome and this house and my mothers house and get something across from the ocean. I have even researched in Flagler Beach and The Hammocks, both small beach towns. Well the Hammocks is between Crescent Beach and Beverly Beach. It is not really right on the ocean but the real estate is cheaper. I am just tired of driving an hour to get to the ocean. But...... and a big but. I would have to talk my husband into this idea. First we have to get our big trip out of the way. The one in which we go all along the west coast of the United States and come back through Wyoming, Montana, hit Minnesota, Idaho, and any other state we have never been to. He is already tired of things breaking down in the motor home. I should have let him get the Sun Seeker with the slide outs and the slide out battery tray. That is the one he really wanted. It was the same length just had more extra's. I was afraid of those slide outs because we camped next to a guy whose slide outs got stuck "open". Well, he could not go anywhere until that got fixed. But I think now they have a manual backup. Later. Going to garden now.

Felicity Grandbaby this week

Traveling Home

So, we have been in Pensacola for a week and a half babysitting Felicity, our grandbaby while the parents party in Hawaii. Oh, it was pure bliss. Although I am exhausted. Children should have grandbabies before 30 so their parents can enjoy it. At 63 I am too old to chase an 11 month old and she knows it!!! But she is a total joy. Today we are heading home and stopping at every beach on the Gulf coast. Last night it was Destin. Tonight it is Carabelle. I love that name. They call these beaches sugar beach because of the sugerie white sand. Now I must have some peach cobbler. I hope these trips are a sign of the big trip. Getting more space between doctor visits so we can go to Montana and Wyoming and Oregon. Ok. Just a peek at the week.

I want Taco Bell, bean burrito NOW!!

If I eat one more bowl of cottage cheese and yogurt, one more scrambled fluffy egg, one more portion of mashed potato, I am going to puke.

Next time I go downtown I am ordering Bean Burrito Grande (oh right, they don't have that one anymore) Well, then I am ordering bean burrito extra cheese, no onions. I want the onions but I am pretty sure my throat does not. And I will choke it down with however much water it takes.

I am still missing my big dog. My husband did not cry when she died. But he looked like a heart attack waiting to happen while he and my son were digging her grave.
Origially we would have gotten her cremated for burial. So, I asked my husband to stop digging and let me help. He says, "If I have a heart attack just dump me in here with Girl" And with that we all stopped sobbing and laughed hyterically. It was me, my husband, my son and his wife. Everyone who ever met Girl fell in love with her. We would go camping and because she was such a huge dog I would keep her away from children just in case. But sometimes one would surprise us popping out of a trail and she would lovingly enjoy them petting her. The only thing that got her agitated was the UPS truck. We don't know why. But since she roamed the streets at three or four months we think something happened between her and the UPS driver. She would lay her head on your knee and stare up at you with all her soul in her brown eyes. She used this to her advantage if you were eating a cookie. Heck if you were eating a pretzel. If dogs can come back to us, I hope she finds me.

Ok, its time to start the husband's dinner. It feels weird to fix his dinner when I have to eat soup or a baked potato. I watched this fantastic documentary on MSNBC called In My Mother's Garden. I loved her film so much I added her as a contact on my Facebook. She must think I am a stalker. The film was about her mother's bi-polar illness and hoarding. I need HBO so I can see all these documentaries and not have to find them for free online. Ok, now I really have to start dinner. When I win the lottery I am hiring a cook. And I am also going to go to David Letterman's publicist and get them to let me buy the whole audience orders from Taco Bell, and the crew. Have them delivered during the show and freak Dave's freak. You just know he will say, "Where's my taco bell order?"

Thanks Deeol and Mama D

For your comments. ( Every sixty seceonds someone somewhere is switching to Temporpedic mattress) That was the commercial that just played. But what my husband repeated was, Every sixty seconds someone somewhere is having sex) Now you know a bit about my husband and where his mind lies. Ha Ha Ha.

I think I am getting my wicked sense of humor back. And it makes me happy. Trying to think what new photograph I can put up; Oh I just might attach strange bedmates, (not what you might think) Now for breakfast I am eating soggy raisin bran, with banana, a cup of coffee and 4oz of carnation drink. But I want waffles or eggs bacon and grits and toast. I don't know how much people know about the salivary glands but without them your appetite, your food choices and your speaking ability sucks big time. I get in to huge arguments with my radiologist. He says, I told you all this, you just have selective hearing. Right. But at least I have my sick sense of humor back. And I don't have to see his face as often. I count those as pluses. If his treatment has given me 15 more years then I love him. If his treatment was totally unnecessary then I would like to stomp on him.

We have to go down to Pensacola and babysit our new grandbaby in Sept because the parents are going to Hawaii for a week. This could be interesting. Also my big dog Girl is failing. Just like real human doctors he cannot get a diagnosis. Ha ha She is on Prednisone but not enough. We want him to let her have the limit, just as much as her body can stand a day. What does it matter as she is dying anyway. It's either that or euthanize her now. But when on 1 tablet a day, she breathes fine. Why not just let her go out on Prednisone. Screw the cost. Excuse my language but when it's my dog I get angry.

I am trying to wean myself off of a liquid diet. I am pretty sure on my next doctor visit I will weight close to 120. (did I ever weight that?) But it's all on my thighs and butt. And my butt looks like a wrinkled elephant butt from the 40 pound weight loss. Losing weight too fast can leave you with permanent elephant butt. If I win the lottery I am getting a butt lift Ok, TMI. Bye all.