May 3, 2020

What happened to April?  I think I missed a few days. Still staying at home because of this flu thing. I only had two appointments last month so that helped not exposing myself to the bug. I did go grocery shopping twice. I have everything now except I’ll have to go for milk and the skin doctor Tuesday. I’ll try Dr. Patel again for the papers BCBS needs. for that Mexiletine pill, I haft to take.

Meanwhile sewing some fabrics into quilts. By noon tomorrow, I should have nine on hand to give away.

I should spend a little time in my yard. It’s going wild. Also another problem with the paint on the house. Last painters put latex base paint on top of my oil base. Bad Bad Bad. Not many solutions now.  Paint store says I could scrap and sand everything down to the wood and start over. Even then it may not solve the problem.  It might be easier to replace the soffits with new wood. Scrap the window frames and hope for the best.

Meanwhile, I am trying to get someone to remodel my bathroom. The owner called once and said he would have his carpenter look at it in person. Sor far no call to come. I will stop at their shop when I go out Tuesday.

So that is about it at 11:00 PM Sunday.

Monday again

Monday again. So far no flu. With everyone staying at home with time on their hands. Time to read a good book.  I still have first edition, signed copies for you. Rendering is a mystery with a bit of flying, and a touch of romance.  Senior Touring Society is a comedy of us ole folks. No mystery, but a touch of romance. We’re not dead yet, just a bit slower than before.

$13 for Rendering, and I  split the postage of $2.75.

$8 for Senior Touring Society, and I split the postage, as above

OR, both for $20 and I pay all the postage.

I always sign and date them and will insert a short dication for you if you want.

Falling pine tree yellow pollen is almost over. GenX dirt however continues. For those that don’t know about this. It’s coming from a plant like the one in the movie about the chemicals poisoning everyone. You can’t see it. If you rub your hand on your car,.you can feel it but not see it on your hand. And we are breathing that stuff!



April 7, 2020

What happened to March? They tell me it’s long gone for this year, If you want, March, you’ll have to wait, till 2021.

Waiting for, Nancy to return info on the next book. One only needs the cover and perhaps a background for the back cover.

I think the weather is just about done with the cold now. We shouldn’t get any colder than  40’F. I should be out in the yard before it gets too hot. I was out shopping this AM, and still forgot to get bug spray to ward off the wasps and other flying-bitting guys.

I finished, Foos yesterday. I’ll work on Olasvik later today. Then pick out another story to compose. Kathy has several stories for one of the next books. I gave her one page and she put a dozen commas on it.  She made me a face mask, and I lost one of the ear elastics, the first time I wore it today.  We need an adjustment for the way to hold it in place.

That’s it for today. Lunchtime,  then back on Word for another hour or so.

Ezine Four

I did my taxes this week and the man said my income is far below the filing requirement. However, he filled anyway because of this federal handout coming up for us low paid people. I told him my SS check this year is $10 more than was in 2011. So I guess I qualify on that. It found out today that people with direct deposit will get this check in just a few days.

Just about done with my next book for you. Editing about finished. Back cover and face well underway. I lost so much time last year with all the hospital visits that it has taken a while to get my mind back in gear.

Great news about a friend that came to our writer’s group several years ago. She is in  the top 100 of the on-line Kindle type books. Also was notified a week or so ago, now international with books selling in Great Britan.

The weather around here, of course, is in the normal up and down 80’s today and 50’tomorrow. A lot of misty rain this month. Of course that blasted yellow pollen is all over everything.

One of my great-granddaughters paid us a visit from Tennessee a week ago. I had a quilt that I sewed in 1994 the year of her birth and her birthday the week she was here. I gave her my car/airplane/restaurant’s favorite quilt. Always just the right size for keeping my legs warm on airplanes, or cold restaurants. But happy BD Kaylyn.

I hear the mid-night chimes banging so I should post this and go to bed.


So now I am looking for the original story. Where is it?  Tammy where are you? I have a mountain of floor plans and need to get rid of 90% of them and have a little more room for what I’m doing nowadays. I need that original story to spell her last name for goodness sake. I guess I’ll wait for Kathy to come Saturday. She can find anything.

old stories

I’ve been digging in Word looking for good stories and came across, Tammy  Who is a private detective for large companies that can afford her very high fees. I think I wrote this about 4 or 5 years ago. I had an editor work on it and almost every page had the red pen marks, Don, fix this. So I am!!






GO TO .com      for your contact.


lots of nothing

Kathy and I found dry rot in the pillars supporting the patio roof. I went shopping for a steel plate with legs that should have been placed between the post and cement. This allows ventilation under to post and thus no dry rot.  Most places I tried didn’t know what I was talking about. While looking for something else I found a much heavier one in my own garage of long ago that I worked in as a woodshop. Now I can show rather than try to describe what I am looking for. The trick will be to find a store that carries them in stock, although I may try online.

The teen drivers across the street called the police the other day because I knocked on their door and they didn’t answer. The police saw immediately what the problem was and told them about blocking my driveway and facing their cars in the wrong direction. well, that lasted for about three days and they are back doing it again. So I  guess I’ll have to call the police to come back. The elder women who has been a friend for about 35 years must be working now because she is never home when I am. That means the teens are there by themselves. I don’t know if they are going to school or what. Now there is five cars for that home with a driveway and room for only two.

Wednesday my friend was driving her car directly in front of me so I saw the whole event. We were in the curb lane and there was a car in the passing land a little more than a car length in front of her with the three us all doing about the same speed. Sudden a car passed me doing almost twice as fast as us and dived in front of my friend and the back of the car in the other lane missing both by less than an inch. That car then passed back into the passing lane and continued to zig-zag between cars. A short distance and my friend saw it go into the right turn lane, shoot across the street on the red light and back into the passing lane and continued to drive in and out of each lane passing cars.

I lost the special shoe for my sewing machine that helps prevent bunching up of the fabrics when  I am sewing quilts. I have a box that I keep all the special shoes in and it wasn’t there. It had to be within a few feet of the sewing machine because I change from one regular shoe and that one. I took a flashlight and scanned every inch of the table and down on my hands and knees of the floor around the table. After an hour, I gave up and went for a drink and returned for another look. Another hour and still no foot. My daughter to the rescue. She had similar luck but kept looking. It had to be within a few feet of the sewing machine table or the floor. Accidently ran her fingers under the back of the machine and there it was completely hidden from eyesight. Thank you, Kathy.


bunch of stuff

My daughter in Michigan called and said she had sent a package to me. I said it was not on the deck and I don’t go to the front door very often. I  have two large signs with arrows and words indicating to use the deck door.

After some chit tat. she revealed that she had sent some of her “white fungus” to me. So I went to the window and sure enough, about an eighth of an inch on most things out there. Nothing on my car under the car-port. Nothing on my driveway or the street. They both retain enough heat to melt a light attack of white fungus.  Not quite enough sun to get rid of all of it. Still some in shady places.

Kathy came over for her weekly visit and we put some scraps of fabric together for another quilt. Still a lot of fabric in the closet though. This quilt should be enough for the rest of the year, except one of the gals at Subway says she is going to have a baby girl in the next month or so and would like one for her like the one I made for her son. So I’ll have to make a pink one. They are small so it doesn’t take too long to sew one together.

Waiting for my publisher to send some info about two books that have been somewhat delayed by my in and out hospital jaunt last year. Writers always want things done overnight. We take a year, or more, writing and then want the result in print NOW.

Almost ten, so I guess I will quit work for tonight and see if I can find something to watch on the tube.




Three AM

Here I am again. Three AM and can’t sleep. The good thing is I forgot my Sunday pill so it is just a few hours late. Kathy installed a new light fixture over my kitchen sink. A few little bumps but overall, we did a good job. Then the back screened in patio door wouldn’t close. We finally took the drip molding off at the top. Later I discovered at least one of the studs holding up the roof nearby had dry rot at the base so the roof was actually falling down. I’ll get to that the first day it warms up a bit.

Cathie from Canada is coming down for a short visit. We spent three weeks together in Iceland in 2016. Four years ago already. Time seems to be going faster as the age years pile up. It seems to me I remember sitting on the front porch in 1936 or so and thought the day would never end. I always thought she was my niece but it turns out she said she is a cousin.

I’ve been busy sewing quilts for the last two weeks. I’ve got fabric on the living room floor, on the guest bed,  on the sewing machine table, and the ironing board. But three completed. The last one, in the process, will be no. 366. Also discovered Hobby Lobby has fabric. Closer, and they have people to help a customer. Joanne’s is further away and I can never find someone to help me and then they don’t have knowledge to help.

I guess that’s about it for last week. See you next week.