Today We Salute

 GM

 

Estimated reading time: 6 minutes 1,168 Words!

It was a perfectly normal Saturday—until I got up and found the coffee machine warm and a cup of lukewarm coffee waiting for me.

“Odd,” I thought. “Did I get up, make coffee, and forget about it? Is this how it starts?”

I drank it anyway and headed to the office, where I found another lukewarm cup of coffee beside my Ensure Max Protein drink.

At this point, I was fairly certain my remaining brain cells had called it a day without telling me.

A few minutes later, Mary wandered in. I confessed my coffee-related memory crisis, and she explained that she’d gotten up before me, made coffee for both of us, then decided it was too cold to be awake and went back to bed.

Mystery solved! I’m not losing my mind—Mary just made coffee and abandoned it like a very considerate little barista.

The case of “The Extraneous Coffee” was officially closed.

We spent the next few hours getting ready for the special event honoring veterans at the Elks Lodge. We may have arrived a few days early, but we celebrated Veterans Day in style, welcoming more than 200 people from 1:00 to 6:00 p.m. By then, I was ready for another cup of coffee—though I wasn’t about to trust my memory about who made it!

FYI: Veterans Day is a U.S. holiday honoring people who have served in the armed forces. It’s observed on November 11 each year.

The date began as Armistice Day, marking the end of World War I fighting on November 11, 1918. In 1954, the holiday’s name was changed to Veterans Day to honor U.S. veterans of all wars and periods of service.

It’s different from Memorial Day, which honors those who died while serving.

We had assigned seats, and Mary must have made friends because we sat right up front with a special guest! I was also promoted from a Liles to a Côté! I am glad it didn’t say Private Côté!

We walked around, saw the displays and other interesting items, and stopped in the middle of the stage to get a shot of Captain Côté! Wearing her real genuine 1970 fatigues!!

Attention!!!

When Mary signed up for this event, they asked for her uniform, and Mary dug hers out. She planned to wear it, but after 50 years and three children, the jacket was a little tight! The buttons were under so much pressure that if one got loose, it would have shot across the room at the velocity of a .44 magnum bullet. The lanyard does have her 1975 picture on it!

We walked out onto the patio, and they had things for sale, plus tables full of images of vets from years gone by! I loved this sign, and although it is beautiful, I couldn’t think of where to put it on our walls at home!

Yes, I polished Mary’s boots before she came tonight!

At our table was a colonel who was 103 years young. His kids and some grandkids were there to assist him but he did fine. He enjoyed the festivities!

Welcome Colonel Russo!

As part of the program, all the vets were offered a microphone and asked to share a bit about themselves and their military service. Some remarks were right on, but several rambled for several minutes. Bob and I were looking for the Vaudeville Hook.

FYI: The vaudeville hook was a long pole with a hook at the end, used as a comic stage gag to pull a performer offstage when the audience disliked the act.

It became a familiar symbol of vaudeville’s tough, fast-paced variety shows—if an act fell flat, the performer was supposedly “given the hook.” The image is more famous than its routine historical use: stories and cartoons often exaggerate how commonly real performers were hauled offstage this way.

 Mary spoke briefly (because dinner was almost an hour late). She was the highest-ranking woman in the group of 250. She did well!!

I never tjhought of a soldier being “Arm Candy” but here we are!!

Bob Z sat next to us taking Robin’s seat (Robin was cloistered away at home because of the 91 freeway closure this weekend). Bob did well, but I was sorry I didn’t have eggs, tomatoes, or a cream pie to use!

Bob did well to remember that far back!!!

The entertainment got going after a hamburger dinner. We were treated to a 14-year-old girl who sang the National Anthem, bringing tears to many eyes in the room.

The next act was a group that did the Hula to “America the Beautiful”. They were marvelous. Mary and I were moving our hands as they performed.

It was very interesting!

Then we got down to the serious swing dancing singers and dancers. The Andrews Sisters look-alikes (The Swing Dolls) were fantastic! Mary and I got out there and beepopped to show our dancing skills.

One of my Elk friends asked what happens if I missed a step? I told him Mary usually says, “Drop and give me ten!

The Swing Dolls were rocking the room!

Since I couldn’t get a picture of us dancing, I got the next best thing! I asked Bob to take Mary out and “wear her out.” That way, I could get a picture of her and also avoid having to throw the squeaky toys for her and Oreo when we get home!

One of the professional dancers came by and tapped Bob on the shoulder (she must have seen him dance), and she wore old Bob out! They really looked smart!!!

It was 5:30 pm, and the three of us were ready to go home! One last pose! Sargent Zaitz and Captain Côté say goodnight to all!!!

OK kids, BEHAVE!!!

Several folks I talked to this evening shared their opinions about people today, especially after the election.

When we got home, Oreo gave us a suspicious look. Oreo changed clothes, put on her army uniform, and we both snapped to attention immediately.

Oreo is a no-nonsense dog!!!

We were dismissed, went to the barracks, and returned in our jammies to watch TV. Mary found something called “10,000 BC” that we watched, and three squawks for the next 90 minutes.

10,000 BC is a 2008 adventure-fantasy film directed by Roland Emmerich, starring Steven Strait, Camilla Belle, and Cliff Curtis.

It follows D’Leh, a young mammoth hunter whose village is attacked and whose beloved, Evolet, is taken captive. He sets out across unfamiliar lands to rescue her, encountering other peoples and a powerful civilization along the way.

The film runs about 109 minutes. It’s known for sweeping landscapes, mammoths, and large-scale action, though it takes considerable liberties with history and received a mixed response. It’s best approached as a pulpy prehistoric adventure rather than a historically accurate account.

We crashed around 9:30 pm. The general and I went out for some nighttime training; playing fetch with your commanding officer is always interesting!

 Good Night

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More Excitement For Oreo!

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[timr] 350 Words!

We worked in the office coordinating all the Christmas activities, and we’re busy every day!

We had some errands to do, and Oreo wanted to go, so off we went.

First, we had lunch at our favorite Iranian restaurant, where we sat on the patio. Oreo was a perfect lady, no begging, no barking;g, she just sat there patiently

Anytime you want to feed me will be fine!!”

We had a delightful meal. I selected the chick shiska bob with rice and Geri, while Mary opted for tabula!

Yummy!!

From the restaurant, we made a quick stop at Trader Joe’s, and Mary said that when I left the car, Oreo was panicking… Where did Daddy go? Is he alright? Etc! She does the same thing when Mary goes inside, and I stay in the car!

Then we high-tail it to Roger’s Gardens in Costa Mesa to see the choo-choo, walk the gardens, and make reservations for lunch when Becky comes into town on the 11th.

Oreo was excited to say the least! New smells and a new adventure, but as usual, she was very well-behaved and got compliments from many customers!

We went to the store outside first, and she did well in the crowded conditions.

Mama shopped, and we just followed her around!

Oreo and I loved the $900 lamp!

While Mary continued shopping, Oreo and I went outside and watched the choo-choo.

We headed home, and the freeways weren’t too bad! After getting home, Oreo was ready for a session of fetch.

Mary took Oreo for a walk down to _ _ _’s house to visit and get some exercise. I stayed home and moved the water delivery from the driveway into the garage. Then I unloaded the cases of wine and stashed them away.

We were going to go in the hot tub but ended up working in the office, continuing to plan for November and December! We are looking forward to Starlighters!!

We finally went to the TV Room where we kinda watched TV. At 10:00 pm, we called it quits. Another bust day done!!

 Good Night

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Busy Again; Does It Ever Stop??

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Estimated reading time: 3 minutes 524 Words!

We stayed in bed this morning after yesterday’s great adventure traveling across town!

The office called first thing, so we did our usual work until about 10:00 am, then got ready for Girls’ Night Out at the Elkst. Two new prospective members joined us today. We invited one at the Halloween party, and the other came along with him. They seem quite interested!

After we departed, we went to the allergy doctor, and he did the normal screening test, and the only thing he came up with was that I am allergic to “dust mites”.

Dust mites are tiny, eight-legged relatives of spiders that live in household dust—especially in mattresses, bedding, carpets, and upholstered furniture. They feed mainly on shed flakes of human and pet skin. They don’t bite or live on people, but proteins in their waste and body fragments can trigger allergies or asthma in some people. They thrive in warm, humid conditions.

The doctor gave us some tips:

  • Wash sheets and pillowcases weekly in hot water (about 54°C / 130°F or hotter), then dry thoroughly. If items can’t be washed hot, a hot dryer cycle may help. We change everything weekly and wash in hot water!

  • Use allergen-proof covers on mattresses and pillows. We bought allergen-proof matress covers and changed the bankets to velour. Velour is a soft, plush fabric with a short, dense pile that feels somewhat like velvet. It’s often made from cotton or synthetic fibers and used for clothing, upholstery, and blankets. Unlike traditional velvet, velour is commonly knitted, so it tends to stretch more.

  • Reduce dust-catching fabrics in bedrooms—especially wall-to-wall carpet, heavy curtains, and extra cushions or stuffed toys. Wash soft toys regularly or freeze them overnight, then wash away the allergens. We have no carpets or fabric curtains in the bedroom. We may consider moving the two throw–rugs by the sid eof the bed. Mary has a couple of frogs which are stuffed so theuy may go in the frrzer every week for a while.

The doc said the new bedding might take a week or so, but it ought to fix the problem!

After we got home, we played with the baby until she was tired, then went back to the office.

Mary was asked to speak to a ladies’ sorority (Delta Gamma) about life as a female doctor, so she was busy doing that!

Joe called and asked for some snaps of the backyard with the new lighting system on. We plan to add another light to cover the front of the backyard to eliminate shadows.

As seen from the loft!

The back of the yard has lots of light, but we are seeing shadows in the front (bottom of the picture).

Joe plans to use swivel mounts for the lights, and the ones mounted on the HeShed should light up this part of the yard!

Mary worked on her speech for the Delta Gamma sorority coming up on the 11th. She wrote her speech, and I added some suggestions. It is now a ten-minute speech about ophthalmology.

We watched a little TV and then crashed!

 Good Night

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Onward…

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Estimated reading time: 4 minutes 685 Words!

We were up and going around 7:00 am so I guess we were tired from doing nothing yesterday. Oreo shot out the door like a rocket and hit her favorite place in the yard.

One thing to report: I turned the yard lights on and off several times when I got up around 3:00 am and checked the neighbor’s security lights; they didn’t react! So I am guessing either he disabled his, or there was motion in his backyard at the same time, and the lights went on. Maybe my yard lights made an animal move in his yard, setting off his motion detectors. More testing tonight with us texting each other.

We headed to the gym to get beat up again. We compared notes, and we believe they still have seven of our muscles remaining to mess with: four on Mary and three on me! This morning I did over five miles in 32 minutes, which means I was pedaling at 10 miles per hour.

Pedaling at 10 mph can count as cardio, especially if you keep it up for 10 minutes or more. The effort matters more than speed: if your breathing is quicker but you can still talk (though singing would be difficult), you’re likely doing moderate-intensity cardio. Uphill terrain, wind, and your fitness level can change how hard 10 mph feels.

The machine comes with a Fire Extinguisher!

I finished a few minutes early, and Mary was still going strong. She stopped repetitions somewhere after 1004! The machine was smoking hot (so is Mary!!).

Go girl go!!! p.s. She is counting by 100s!

The machine was starting to heat up, so Mary had to slow down, or I would have to pour water on the pulleys.

We may have to buy machine insurance!! BTW: What is the phone number for Nine-One-One??

We went home and began our day’s adventures. Oreo was in the back seat taking it all in! First we went to In-N-Out. We both had cheeseburgers, and we got Oreo a puppy burger!

Oreo was so forceful

After In-N-Out, we went to CVS and then the dry cleaners. Then we headed to Los Alamitos! We were supposed to go to Charlotte’s home at 1:00 pm, but the doctor’s appointment was delayed, so we called Vicky and asked her to join us at the Fish Company!

They had Wednesday Oyster specials, so we ordered two of each for Vicky. I ordered a shrimp cocktail, and Mary had a bowl of clam chowder soup!

When Mary ordered the chowder, she asked the waiter, “Is it fresh?”
“Absolutely,” said the waiter. “The clams were still arguing when we put them in the pot.”
Mary took a spoonful. “What were they arguing about?”
The waiter leaned in. “Whether they should clam up.”

No need for dinner tonight.

After our “snack,” we went to Charlotte’s home and visited for a while. Oreo came in and visited with Charlotte and Wayne. Wayne is recovering from a stroke, and he really enjoyed Oreo’s visit because he got to throw the ball and watch Oreo do her tricks.

On the way home, we stopped by CVS because Mary left her Paperwhite book on the counter, and they found it. We love honest people!

We finally got back home, and Oreo and I played catch in the backyard. I pooped her out, and my arm was sore after 30 minutes of throwing!!

We went to the TV/Living Room and watched some TV. We were so tired I do NOT even remember what we watched! We hit the sack at 9:15 pm

Memories (I did them all; I am really old!!)

Before going to bed, I took a picture of Mary as a young Army Captain and ran it through AI to clean it up. She is going to use this photo at the Elks Lodge Veterans Group next week. Damn, she was and is pretty!

“Yes M’am!”!!!

We went to sleep immediately; driving around town all day is tiring! Oreo hit the crate as soon as we entered the room. She was pooped out, too!

 Good Night

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A Sad Day For Our Country

We didn’t do too much today. Mary went painting, and I worked around the house.

I watched some of the election returns and could not believe that over half the country are liberals who want men in girls’ sports, want the borders open, love having drugs and criminals in our neighborhoods, want to stop getting rid of illegals, defund the cops, don’t mind corruption on a majestic scale and cannot understand that a few months of higher prices is a small price to pay to ensure the damed crazy fanatic religious ragheads in Iran won’t blow up our grandkids.

I am glad I am old. I will miss our country! It was NOT a good night!

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November: The Tooth Is Here

Estimated reading time: 3 minutes 487 Words!

Monday, and that means we self-inflict pain. Paul and Mary arrived at Peak Performance on Monday morning, hoping for a gentle workout and perhaps a muffin afterward. Instead, Antony and Najla greeted us in Viking leather outfits, brandishing sharp-looking knives.

“Are those real?” Mary asked.

“Relax,” said Antony. “They’re for opening protein-bar wrappers.”

Najla pointed toward the exercise bikes. “Three miles each. No pillaging until you finish.”

I pedaled with the grim determination of a man trying to escape a very weird history documentary. Mary kept pace, though she suspected the bikes ran on ancient Viking curses. After three miles, we dismounted, wobbly but proud.

Bring on the torture devices; we are ready to engage!

That’s when the trainers sprang into action. Antony and Najla ushered us toward two horrible bone-crushing machines—or, as the sign put it, leg presses.

“Wait,” I protested. “We were promised fitness, not medieval consequences!”

We strapped ourselves in. The machines groaned. My knees sounded like a tiny ship sailing through ice. Mary pushed the lever and accidentally launched her water bottle across the room.

Najla caught it like a seasoned shield-maiden. “Excellent form,” she declared.

By the end, we were exhausted, triumphant, and negotiating for muffins. Antony lowered his knives. “You have survived the Monday workout.”

“Next week,” Mary said, “we’re bringing our own Vikings.”

We made it home and went straight (after a short but much-needed nap) to take down Halloween! We started at 3:00 pm and finished at 6:00 pm, packing five large plastic storage containers. The house now looks totally naked!

Of course, Oreo helped! We are working on hand signals!

It should be easy; Mary has been using these on me for five years!

We decided it was movie night, so we watched Goosebumps II. Haunted Halloween is a 2018 family-friendly horror-comedy and a loose follow-up to Goosebumps (2015). Jeremy Ray Taylor, Caleel Harris, Madison Iseman, and Wendi McLendon-Covey star, with Jack Black returning as R. L. Stine—though he has a smaller role than in the first film.

FYI: R. L. Stine (Robert Lawrence Stine) is an American author best known for the Goosebumps and Fear Street horror book series for children and teenagers. He was born on October 8, 1943, in Columbus, Ohio.

The story follows two friends who discover a mysterious manuscript and accidentally bring Slappy, the mischievous ventriloquist dummy, back to life. Slappy unleashes Halloween creatures and chaos across town, and the kids have to stop him before things get out of hand.

It’s aimed at younger audiences (like us), with spooky monsters, slapstick humor, and mild scares rather than intense horror.

We crashed around 9:45 pm, though I stayed up to finish the Halloween Elks Gala website. Oreo and I went outside and played catch before she went to bed. She understands the normal activities around the house; she is smart!

Bye bye Halloween; Hello Thanksgiving!

 Good Night

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November 1st Has Arrived!!!

 GM

 

Estimated reading time: 9 minutes 1,602 Words!

We all got up early (Pete, Lisa, and Robin stayed overnight). I decided to fix the bagels we bought yesterday and found out Oreo ate Bob (Bag of Bagels). The bag was empty, so the little girl had two complete bagels and took two bites out of the remaining bagel! We were surprised that she didn’t wake us up and ask for Creme Cheese!

“Bagels are now my new favorite food!”

We had to leave the house by 9:30 am, and everyone decided to head home at the same time.

We had an appointment at the Hilbert Museum. The Hilbert Museum of California Art is in Orange, California, and is affiliated with Chapman University. It focuses on art depicting California and its people, places, and everyday life—especially 20th-century paintings.

Its collection includes California Scene paintings, plein-air landscapes, illustration and animation art, and works by artists connected to Southern California. The museum also hosts changing exhibitions, so what’s on view can vary.

It’s at 167 North Atchison Street, near the Orange train station and Old Towne Orange. Admission has generally been free, but check the museum’s website for current hours, admission details, and exhibitions before visiting.

Hilbert is a member of our Packard International Car Club, so the museum gave us a first-rate tour.

When we arrived, a 1955 Packard Clipper was in the parking lot.

Goofy-looking car!!!

We walked through the museum, and Mark Hilbert told us about the backstory of much of the art (it was originally his). The Hilbert Museum of California Art at Chapman University was founded by art collectors and philanthropists Mark and Janet Hilbert.

In 2014, the Hilberts seeded the museum with a $10 million gift from their personal collection (including $7 million worth of art and $3 million in cash).

The artwork below is an oil painting titled “Animal Style” (or part of the burger series) by Southern California artist Bradford J. Salamon. It looks good enough to eat!

Each piece has a good story behind it!!

When Mark visited a friend, he learned the guy had been collecting weathervanes for 40 years and offered to display the collection at the museum.

Weathervanes—also called weather vanes or wind vanes—have been used for centuries to show which direction the wind is coming from. Their history blends practical weather-watching with architecture, religion, and folk art.

  • Ancient Greece: One of the earliest recorded examples stood atop Athens’ Tower of the Winds, built in the first century BCE. It was described as a bronze figure of Triton, the sea god, holding a rod that indicated the wind’s direction.
  • Medieval Europe: Weathervanes became common on churches. The rooster was a popular design, linked to Christian symbolism and the biblical story of Peter. In time, the rooster became a familiar church-topper across Europe.
  • Colonial America: Weathervanes were fitted to churches, barns, and public buildings. The facing direction letters—N, E, S, and W—helped people read the wind, while the vane’s broad tail turned it toward the direction the wind was coming from.
  • 19th century: They became both useful instruments and decorative objects. Blacksmiths and makers crafted them from sheet metal in shapes such as roosters, horses, ships, fish, and arrows. Some were finely made and are now collected as folk art.
  • Today: Weathervanes still work as simple wind-direction indicators, but many are mainly ornamental—on barns, rooftops, gardens, and cupolas.

A small detail: a weathervane points into the wind, so if the arrow points north, the wind is coming from the north.

Weathervanes of all types were on every wall, and each one had its own story! The museum has many small galleries that hold collections.

I remember we had a weathervane on our home when I was growing up!

It was nice hearing from the man who originally bought the paintings and why he did so!

The paintings also told stories about Southern California. Mark called this one “his Rembrandt.”

  • Artist: Erin Hanson (born 1981)
  • Title: Sunset Lace (2022)
  • Medium: Oil on canvas (featuring her signature open-impressionism textured brushstrokes depicting a sunset field of Queen Anne’s lace and silhouetted trees)
You can see the sunlight about to disappear.

One gallery honored Disney animator Jørgen Klubien. The Hilbert Museum of California Art in Orange has Disney and Pixar animation art, including original storyboards by Disney/Pixar animator Jørgen Klubien—known for work on films such as The Lion King, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and Cars.

Another gallery was devoted to stones. In Asia, deep meditation focused on a “viewing stone” or “scholar’s stone” has stretched back for centuries. This fascinating exhibition pairs, for the first time, a diverse collection of viewing stones (on loan from collectors throughout Southern California) with paintings selected from The Hilbert Collection.

Mother Nature, The Artist!!

I got interested in the “Art Of The Airwaves” collection. Art of the Airwaves: Radios from The Hilbert Collection features classic shelf and floor radios from the 1930s to the 1950s Golden Age of Radio, highlighting materials like Bakelite, Catalin, Plaskon, and marbled plastics, including designs by Walter Dorwin Teague and the rare blue mirrored-glass Sparton Nocturne.

I loved it!! Eddie is fun as Dianne, and I recognized many of the old radios!!!

Mark was amazed I knew about the magic eye (the circular feature directly above the radio dial on the circular blue radio). A “magic eye” tube was a small glowing indicator built into many radios from the 1930s through the 1950s. It let you tune a station without a meter: as the signal grew stronger, a green or blue pattern on the tube narrowed or changed shape. Tune for the clearest signal, and the pattern would close to its minimum.

Inside, a vacuum tube with a fluorescent-coated target glowed. The radio’s automatic volume-control voltage drove the indicator, changing the glowing pattern as signal strength changed. Common types included the 6E5 and 6U5; later versions displayed a bar or other shapes instead of the familiar wedge-shaped “eye.”

They were called “magic” because the glowing display seemed almost electronic and futuristic at the time. The tubes eventually faded from use as radios moved to transistor electronics and cheaper tuning indicators. Today, radio restorers prize working examples—but the phosphor can grow dim with age, and the tubes are no longer as readily available as ordinary components. Be careful around vintage radios: tube equipment can contain dangerously high voltages, even after it’s switched off.

When the tour ended, Mark came up to me and said I looked too young to know about the magic eye. He asked if I knew how to repair these old radios, and I told him yes!!! He and I are about the same age; I think I beat him by two years.

Stories were told and retold!

After the two-hour tour, we walked across the street to the Streamliner Restaurant. Orange Station (formerly the Orange Transportation Center, also known as the Orange Transit Center) is an intermodal transit center in Orange, California.

The Streamliner Restaurant is beautiful, and it was originally the Santa Fe Railroad Station!

Metrolink trains and Orange County Transportation Authority buses use a small building next to it. In the day, Santa Fe passenger liners would stop here on the way to New Orleans. The station sits adjacent to the Chapman University campus and four blocks from Plaza Park, in the heart of the city’s Old Towne neighborhood.

The station occupies the site of two former Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway depots. The present depot opened on May 1, 1938, and closed in 1971 when Santa Fe discontinued passenger service. It now houses a restaurant, and the city designated it a historic landmark. 15, 1990.

Atchison, Topeka & Santa Fe Railway stopped operating its own passenger trains on May 1, 1971, when Amtrak took over most of its remaining passenger service.

The last Santa Fe-operated trains left on April 30; several famous routes, including the Super Chief/El Capitan, continued under Amtrak. So passenger trains didn’t disappear from Santa Fe’s routes—the railroad’s role as their operator ended.

Just like the old days when trains were widely used!! It’s a mini-version of Union Station in LA.

We went to a “private” room with our party of 24 people and enjoyed a nice meal. We sat with Dianne and Eddie. We enjoyed watching the train run around the top ledge.

Dianne and Eddie are fun to be with!!

Dianne and Fast Eddie really got into the choo-choo train mood at lunchtime!

We departed for home around 1:00 pm so we could spend the rest of the day with Oreo!

In the evening, I turned on the new yard light which Joe installed for Vicky’s upcoming party. We will have plenty of light! We wanted to test it after the Halloween evening rainstorm.

Now Oreo has nowhere to hide!

The light looked pretty good, but later that evening, I learned via text that it was so bright it triggered our neighbor’s motion sensor and lit up his patio. We need to adjust the aim!!

The light was the LED equivalent of a 3200 watts incandescent bulb!

After a few minutes, I heard a “pop” sound, and I looked up to see Joe had added a fireplace feature, which I was NOT aware of! The light worked for a few minutes, then everything went dark, including the neighbor’s house!

I went into the house and read up on the workmanship guarantee my son provided! Oh-oh was the first thing that came to mind

I found poor Oreo cowering under a patio chair, mumbling something about biting Joe when he comes over.

We hit the sack around 11:00 pm; it was another good day!! Good night, all!

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Happy Halloween

Estimated reading time: 4 minutes 788 Words!

FYI: Some people call Halloween “satanic” because it uses witches, ghosts, demons, magic, and occult imagery—things some Christian groups regard as spiritually dangerous or as glorifying evil. Others object because Halloween has historical ties to Samhain, an ancient Celtic seasonal festival, and they see any connection to pre-Christian practices as incompatible with their faith.

The history is more layered than the label suggests: Halloween also grew alongside the Christian observances of All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day; “Halloween” comes from “All Hallows’ Eve,” the evening before All Saints’ Day. Today, many people celebrate it as a secular holiday focused on costumes, candy, and community—not as a religious or satanic observance. Beliefs and practices vary, so some choose not to participate while others do.

We worked in the office most of the morning. When Joe called to remind me he was coming over, I got dressed and went outside to help. Oreo was wondering what all the noise was!

Joe brought all the materials and asked Charlie to assist him. At my age, I am of little help anymore!

The commercial parking lot lamp at the She Shed isn’t set up, and it lights the entire backyard.

We couldn’t test it since it was daylight, but tonight we will flood the yard with light.

At 2:30 pm, Pete and Lisa came to call with Toby. We all sat around and talked, waiting for Robin; she had part of Lisa’s costume. Toby and Oreo “played” in the backyard, and Oreo was very gentle with 16-year-old Toby! (We found out the next day that Toby slept for 18 hours straight; he was popped out!!)

Off to the Elks we went! The whole lodge was decorated for the event!

Come on in IF you dare!!!

The house was full this evening. Ghouls and goblins everywhere. There were some pretty amazing costumes.

As usual, the service was excellent! The Elks waitstaff are really good, and I am on the same page with the staff!

Mary and I were ready to spend the evening cavorting,ing and we did well!!

Time to dance!!!

Everyone was on time except the Zaitz, who got here around 6:30 pm, but there was plenty of food for all, and it was quite good!! They had good portions of beef, fish, baked chicken, plus a nice salad!

Bring on the music, we are ready!!!

Miss Denmark joined us this evening. Charlotte was ready to line dance the night away,y and she did very well!

Charming and delightful as usual!!!

Fast Eddie and Dianne joined the fun! Dianne came as the head of the Pink Ladies; Eddie came as himself!

They got the memo about wearing black!!

Santa and Michele were having a lot of fun!

Michele told Santa what she wanted for Christmas!!!

Franklyn was ready to dance!

Franklyn was ready to deal a deck of cards!

We danced, Mary danced, and Charlotte danced… we were all moving! The band was a little too 90s for us, but we went out and made fools of ourselves anyway!

Carol came with her neighbor, “The Doc,” a urologist named “I. P. Freely.”

He dispensed medical information “Freely”

Jim, Vicky, and Yolie looked great!! Raggedy-Ann was fantastic, and no matter what she says, she dances well.

FY: Raggedy Ann is a beloved rag doll character created by American writer and illustrator Johnny Gruelle. The story goes that his daughter Marcella found an old rag doll, and Gruelle drew a cheerful face on it. He patented the doll in 1915 and introduced her to readers in 1918 with Raggedy Ann Stories.

She’s usually recognized by her red yarn hair, triangle nose, blue dress, striped stockings, and a little heart that says “I Love You.” Her brother, Raggedy Andy, joined her in stories a couple of years later. Their adventures celebrate kindness, imagination, and the cozy charm of handmade toys.

The wild table!! We wanted to ask what the f was he was cooking for dinner!

Jamie came as Peg Bundy and did a magnificent job. We still have no idea how she shuffled around like Peg all evening. Al and his bride Liz joined us this evening, and Al made quite a hit as the head cowhand from Yellowstone Ranch!

Having fun!!!

Al brought unmarked bills to pay off his debt! I think they call this picture Tex-Mex??

They were indeed unmarked, but they were still wet!!!

We had a ball, departed around 9:30 pm, and headed home on the light rail!

Parting is such sweet sorrow!!! Lisa, Mary, Dianne, and Robin saying “Good Night, Be Safe”!

We crashed as soon as we got home. Between the cavorting and dancing, we were all pooped out!!

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Getting Ready For The Goblins And Spooks!

It’s time to be different!!!

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes 916 WORDS!

Tomorrow is Halloween, and we are having family over to get ready, and then we will all go to the Elks to celebrate! We know the lodge is ready!

Mary also asked me to trim the rootbeer tree and bay bush while the gardener was here so he could haul away the trimmings. I rescued three bay branches from the Great Garden Cleanup—Dr. Mary can turn their leaves into Christmas gifts for family and friends. First, though, the branches needed a proper bath. Even holiday gifts deserve to be squeaky clean!

Bay leaves are those aromatic little overachievers that add a subtle, savory fragrance to soups, stews, sauces, beans, and braises. In the U.S., “bay leaf” usually means the dried leaf of the Mediterranean bay tree (Laurus nobilis). Not the kind you toss in the pot and then forget to fish out—unless your guests enjoy a surprise botanical experience.

How many: One or two leaves are usually enough for a pot of soup or stew. Too many, or cooking them for a very long time, can make the flavor harsh.

Flavor: Mildly herbal, woody, and slightly floral. They add background depth rather than a strong, obvious taste.

How to use: Add a whole leaf while food simmers, then remove it before serving. It’s stiff and can be unpleasant or risky to bite into.

Fresh vs. dried: Dried leaves are common and keep well; fresh ones tend to taste more pronounced. Store dried leaves airtight, away from heat and light.

I could almost hear them singing, “I Am Pretty, I Am Pretty”

Then, with surgical precision, Mary removes the leaves and pops them into the air fryer to dry. It’s morning, and she is already dressed for the occasion!

“Come here, my little beauties”

We went to the post office, then shopped for supplies. First we stopped at Bebmo to get Butterscotch Schnapps. Butterscotch schnapps is a sweet, golden liqueur that tastes like buttery caramel or butterscotch. It’s usually made with a neutral spirit, sugar, and flavorings, and it often has an alcohol content of about 15–25% ABV, though brands vary. It’s commonly:

  • Sipped chilled or over ice
  • Added to hot chocolate, coffee, or cider
  • Mixed into cocktails with vodka, cream liqueurs, or apple flavors

The flavor is rich and sugary, so a little goes a long way. “Schnapps” can mean different things in different countries: in the U.S., butterscotch schnapps is typically a sweet liqueur, not a strongly distilled spirit. We are going to make Harry Potter Alcoholic Butterbeer!

Butterbeer is a fictional drink from the Harry Potter stories, served at places like the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade. It’s described as a sweet, warming drink with a butterscotch-like flavor.

In real life, themed versions are usually nonalcoholic and often taste like cream soda or butterscotch, with a sweet foam or whipped topping. We are going to use clear vodka and Butterscotch Schnapps in our concoction!!

Yummy for the tummy!!!

After visiting Ralph’s Market, we went home and worked in the yard for almost four hours. Mary trimmed her roses and plants along the pool’s edge. I planted in the garden, completing two of our five gardens (one is full-time berries).

Oreo supervised and caught any balls that might have been thrown. Today I even used gloves and moved a lot of mulch between beds. We have one more to go, then we need to clear the weeds from the large bed; we may have to occlude the bed (put an opaque tarp over the area for about six weeks).

Farmer Paul at work!

We are keeping tabs on the proper way to raise our new child.

After working so hard and starting to get cold (we finally quit after 5 pm), we all went inside to the warmer air. We called Robin and coordinated tomorrow’s visit. We had a light dinner, then went to the TV/Living room to watch Halloweentown II.

Halloweentown II: Kalabar’s Revenge is a 2001 Disney Channel fantasy-comedy TV movie and the second film in the Halloweentown series. It runs about 81 minutes.

Marnie Piper and her family return to Halloweentown, where Kalabar’s son, Kal, plots to use a magical spellbook to turn Halloweentown into a dreary copy of the human world—and transform humans into monsters. Marnie, her siblings, and their grandmother Aggie have to stop him.

Kimberly J. Brown stars as Marnie, with Debbie Reynolds as Aggie and Daniel Kountz as Kal. It’s a light, spooky family movie with Halloween magic, a cozy early-2000s Disney Channel feel, and a story about embracing what makes you different.

Scary!!!

Mary fell asleep as the four hours of hard work caught up with her. I watched John Wayne in Rio Lobo while she sawed logs. Wayne plays Colonel Cord McNally, a former Union officer who teams up with two ex-Confederate soldiers to track down traitors who stole Union gold during the Civil War. Howard Hawks directed it, and it was his final film. The cast also includes Jorge Rivero, Jennifer O’Neill, Jack Elam, and Christopher Mitchum.

Oreo and I went outside before bed so she could go potty. Mary and Oreo went to bed, and I stayed up working on the website.

I ran across one more Collie Guide while I finished my email! I have this funny feeling that Oreo is sending us these messages! She is pretty smart!

At midnight, I joined Mary and Oreo for a good night’s sleep; tomorrow we party!!!

 Good Night

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Back To A Semi-Normal Day!

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Estimated reading time: 5 minutes 865 words!

We worked in the office until 11:00am, then departed for the Elks weekly Girls Night Out! Oreo was her normal, wonderful self. We played ball inside for a while, and finally she said enough; time to go outside and really throw the ball!

Dad!! It’s time to go outside and play our favorite game!!!

So we went outside, and I spent about 40 minutes throwing the ball and planting the winter garden. I’d throw the ball, plant three veggies, then throw the ball again. I was getting pretty good at multitasking—though the ball may have thought I was running a very confusing fitness class.

I planted cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, three kinds of peas, onions, cabbage, three kinds of lettuce, Swiss chard, and some herbs. At least the garden bed won’t be bare when the party arrives in November. It’ll be dressed for the occasion before we are!

Then we came back inside and got ready for Girls’ Night Out at the Elks. While Mary finished up and looked beautiful, I checked my email and found the Starlighters’ invitation to Vintage Christmas!

It’s a FORMAL affair, so I get to wear my brand-new tuxedo, and Mary will wear a holiday ball gown. We do enjoy playing dress-up—apparently, November is shaping up to be a very fashionable month for both us and the vegetables.

Dad, I want to go OUTSIDE!

We got to the Elks at noon and visited the Bill C. Bob Z, George,Iris and Will. We had a great time teasing each other. Oero had to stay home. Bill wore his Halloween costume, the little devil! What could he be thinking?

Bill was looking pretty horny this afternoon!

Mary and I always dress for the occasion, but not in costume yet! We have enough Halloween clothes to wear something different every day for 30 days! Then the clothes go into the closet for another year!

Just us in our holiday decor!

On the way out of the lodge, there was a Halloween display, and Mary had to kiss the skeleton’s bald head. She said it reminded her of me!!!

The poor guys were trying to have a nice quiet lunch!

We returned home, worked in the garden for a while,e and played with the baby. Oreo likes fetch a lot! Mary was short on watercolor paper and several special colors, so we asked Oreo if she would like to go in the car. ZOT! She was sitting in the driver’s seat before we got there. It took some talking, but she finally gave up the front seat and settled into her bed in the back seat!

We went to the Art Supply Warehouse in Westminster. Oreo had a new adventure, seeing and sniffing all the art supplies and many of the artists! The owners were extremely friendly and had treats for the baby and a bowl of water for visiting pets!

They have anything and everything an artists might need!!!

After returning home, we worked in the garden for about 45 minutes and took out the very heavy trash cans (full of the remnants of this Summer’s garden). We (Mary) decided to go to the Tartan Room for dinner. Oreo stayed home and listened to country western music, her current favorite.

The Tartan Room is 65 years old and a “hole in the wall,” meaning it is NOT flashy and is hidden, but the food is amazing, and locals mostly patronize it! The address is on Tustin Avenue, but it is so far back from the main drag that, unless you know it’s there, it looks like a store.

Wonderful food, and they specialize in steaks!

As soon as we arrived, we gained control of the jukebox and played our favorites. Mary had the quesadilla while I tried the street tacos. We both had a glass of wine and enjoyed dinner while revisiting the day! I am lucky to spend every day with my best friend!

Oreo took one sniff of us and got that :Where’s Mine” look.

We explained to Oreo that she wasn’t Scottish, so she couldn’t go, but we would bring a treat next time. Even though it was dark outside, we had to go play fetch for a bit so she would be happy again!!

We finally settled down in the TV/Living Room and watched Halloweentown, an old Halloween movie.

Summary: Halloweentown is a 1998 Disney Channel fantasy-comedy TV movie about Marnie Piper, a girl who discovers on her 13th birthday that she comes from a family of witches. When her witch grandmother, Aggie, takes her and her siblings through a hidden portal to Halloweentown—a place where supernatural creatures live—Marnie gets swept into a mystery as a dark force threatens the town.

Kimberly J. Brown stars as Marnie, and Debbie Reynolds as her grandmother, Aggie. The movie has a cozy, whimsical Halloween vibe rather than a scary one, and it launched a popular four-film series.

Before going to bed, I checked my email. Mary and Oreo got there before me. I got a notification from Roger’s Gardens reminding me we must visit soon!

What a day! We all had fun and are looking forward to tomorrow’s adventures! Good night, all!

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Today We Gymed, Obtained, Dined, Shopped, Selected, Retrieved, And Delivered!

Estimated reading time: 4 minutes 799 words.

Oreo got restless around 4:00 am, so I let her out of her crate and invited her outside. She looked up and, in NO uncertain terms, said something like, “Are you kidding? It’s cold and dark out there! I will plop in the TV/Living Room until you guys finally get up!“

Mom and Dad! Stop dressing me in these silly PJs!

Mary and I finally arose. I headed to the office, and Mary made coffee. Oreo joined us; she likes to help! We attempted to explain Halloween to Oreo, but she looked confused. We will have to get her a costume before Saturday.

But first, we must go to the gym (Stop #1). We arrived at the gym feeling strong, confident, and wildly underinformed. Nijla and JC guided them to the exercise machines, where every seat seemed designed by a medieval blacksmith. “Just a few reps,” Nijla promised, while JC adjusted the settings to “historic regret.”

Mary pushed, pulled, and made noises usually heard from old floorboards. Paul tried to look athletic, but the machine kept returning him to the exact same spot—like a very expensive rocking chair. Nijla and JC cheered them on as the minutes stretched into several geological eras.

At last, the torture ended. We staggered away, victorious—and already dreading the long walk to the car. We did get one last laugh!

We made it home and changed for the never-ending errands we had planned. We told Oreo about the errands, and when we found her in the house, she was ready to go, complete with goggles, a red banana, and a leather duster.

“OK, Mom and Dad, I am ready to go!!!”

We departed at 10:30 am and headed out for seven stops.

The second stop (Stop #2) was Los Alamitos Hospital to pick up some records. They located the records, but it would take 15 minutes to prepare them. So we left for lunch at In-N-Out (Stop #3) and got burgers for the records person and us. We also got a “pup burger” for Oreo. An In-N-Out “pup burger” (often called a pup patty) is a plain hamburger patty, usually served without a bun or toppings, or seasoning, for dogs.

Stop #4 was back at Los Alamitos Hospital to retrieve the records.

Then we stopped (Stop #5) at Chico’s (Mary’s favorite clothing store), where Mary found some Christmas goodies, including potential presents.

Finally, we went to our original destination (Stop #6), H&H Nursery, where we got three flats of winter veggies and three bags of veggie food.

Oreo was a perfect lady, walking with us and helping us pick out winter veggies.

The Lexus pickup was loaded, and we headed home, but Mary fell asleep during the drive, so I quickly decided to stop at the Elks (Stop #7) and assign tables for Halloween. Mary woke us just as I turned off the 55 to go to the lodge.

After twenty minutes, I was done. Halloween is set in concrete, rain or shine!!

So now we are at Stop #8, rescuing Precious from the Lexus dealer. Mary went inside and when she did, Oreo got a little crazy aas if to say, “Where’s Mom, what’s she doing!!” When Mary drove out for me to lead her home, Oreo was in panic mode. After one block, she settled down. When we got home and saw Mommy drive into the garage, she was OK.

After driving all over town, we were happy to be home. Mary helped me with the veggies. The poor old Lexus pickup’s tummy was full!

I should add a stencil to the back of The Silver Fox identifying it as an F-150!

Our cleaning people were here, and Oreo visited them before going outside for a while. Domi and crew love Oreo, and Oreo is smart enough to stay out of their way, or she might get cleaned also. She seems to be adjusting well to her new life!

We had a small dinner, then migrated to the TV room for the rest of the evening. The TV was tuned to some channel I’ve already forgotten, but the main event was Mary needle pointing at and me providing professional ball-throwing services.

I threw the ball 25 times. Oreo made an impressive mid-air catch about half the time—which means the other half was apparently a surprise to everyone, including the ball.

Tomorrow, I’m upgrading my setup: a chair with a clear throwing lane down the hallway and into the family room. Oreo’s training regimen waits for no one.

I ended up watching Granite City on BYU TV. BYUtv is a television and streaming network operated by Brigham Young University (BYU) in Provo, Utah.  I love their programming since it is family-friendly.

We crashed around 10:00 pm.

 Good Night

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We Are Off And Running (Again)

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Estimated reading time: 6 minutes 1,020 words

The day started with “Where is Oreo?” I left her crate door ajar on purpose to see what she might do. At 4:00 am, I woke up and looked for her. The baby was sound asleep in the TV/Living room, and nothing in the house was touched. She is a good girl!

At 7:00 am, I finally threw off the veil of sleep, jumped up, and yelled, “Let’s go pee-pee,” and Oreo zipped out of the crate at top speed and headed to the back door. We both went outside, and after 20 minutes of “fetch,” she finally did her job. Mary came out to assist in the game of fetch. Oreo always wins even when there are two of us!!

Yes, we are working on Oreo so he can fetch veggies from the garden!!

Our friend “AJ” emailed us to ask about tonight’s dinner! Dinner? Tonight? Oops!! Yep, we forgot to put in this season’s ticket for the Seagerstrom Theater, so we adjusted plans and will have dinner with AJ before the play!

We left the house at 11:00 am to pick up The Silver Fox, who stayed overnight at the Lexus dealer. He looked beautiful when we picked him up because he’d just been washed!! HE is good for another 5,000 miles!

Clean as a whistle!!

We drove home but left Precious with Lexus to change the oil and repair the center console. We will pick her up tomorrow, and I am sure she’ll be washed too!!

The Hot Rod in action!!!

After a bowl of soup, Mary headed off to painting class at noon, and I sent Oreo out to inspect her new backyard kingdom. She sniffed every square inch—including beneath the trees—so I’m pretty sure the yard has passed its first official security sweep.

Next up: Oreo gets a 90-minute solo trial while we go to the gym, preferably on a day when we’re not expecting any visitors. May the grass be interesting and the squirrels remain diplomatic. As a reward, we will take her to Los Alamitos to go to the Nursery and pick up some winter plants; we want something in the garden for the upcoming party.

We are surprised there are no skid marks where he stops and jumps at the ball/squeaky!!!

Mary brought home her work, but it was unfinished. The teacher gave them a tough assignment. I took a photo of the unfinished work so we could see a before-and-after! We had to paint each face and each square on the chef’s pants individually, and the watercolors had to dry first.

Mary plans to add a pizza and a wine bottle to the table, finish the background faces, give the chef a red bandana, and maybe add some black ink-pen highlighting.

Halfway through the product, looking pretty good!

Mary asked to send the incomplete watercolor to AI to add details that would help her finish the work.

So, I asked AI to: Optimize: Change the picture to add a red scarf around the chef’s neck, add a pizza to the left of the table, add three bottles of wine and glasses on the right-hand side of the table, and put some food on the table.

We cleaned up and left for the Silver Trumpet at 4:45 after a short walk with Oreo. We had dinner reservations for 5:30 pm. AJ joined us this evening. We saw “The Outsiders,” which was pretty good. It changed the names from “Greasers and Socs” to “Nerds and Socs”; I could identify it instantly. Obviously, I was a nerd!!!

Summary: In Tulsa, Oklahoma, in 1967, Ponyboy Curtis, his best friend Johnny Cade, and their Greaser family of outsiders battle their affluent rivals, the Socs. The Outsiders navigates the complexities of self-discovery as the Greasers dream about who they want to become in a world that may never accept them. With a dynamic original score, The Outsiders is a story of friendship, family, belonging…and the realization that there is still “lots of good in the world.”

FYI: In my high school in the late 1950s, we had several classes. Over the last twelve years, all my friends fell into one or more groups when we entered High School. Here were some common high school groups I remember (That was almost seventy years ago):

The Socialites: The socially prominent kids, often from wealthy or influential families.

The Preppies: Well-dressed, upper-middle-class or wealthy students, often associated with country clubs and college ambitions.

The In-Crowd: The popular students who dominated the school’s social scene.

The Socs (Socials): The wealthy, privileged teenagers, especially familiar from The Outsiders.

The Jocks: Athletes, particularly football and basketball players.

The Greasers: Leather jackets, slicked-back hair, hot rods, and rock ‘n’ roll.

The Nerds or Brains: Academically focused students.

The Rebels: Students who challenged school rules and authority.

I was a Nerd; I liked ROTC, enjoyed ham radio and the various shops, but turned up my nose at football and dancing.

We were gone for five whole hours, and Oreo ran the house. She handled the responsibility magnificently—no scandals, no surprise renovations, and apparently no plans to sell the furniture.

When we got home, I gave the “pee-pee” signal, and she was out the door in a flash. Then we played fetch in the dark, because, apparently, bedtime is for people without important ball-related business. Eventually, we called it a night and hit the hay.

Oreo and I discussed Christmas plans, and she’s already excited! Tomorrow we will order Christmas tree ornaments!

The weather is changing, and rain is expected around Halloween eve—though, given the weatherman’s track record, it may show up a day or two late. It’s definitely fall, and the holiday season is upon us. Time to bring out the decorations, the cozy blankets, and our most reliable forecast: “We’ll see.”

I went to the office, completed today’s Daily Diary, and then hit the sack at 11:30 pm. The Doc and Oero were fast asleep. I turned on the whole-house fan to lower the indoor temperature. Tomorrow is another big day, beginning with physical punishment at Peak Performance!

 Good Night

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We Are Off To Get Brutalized!!

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Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

My morning routine has changed now! I get up, turn on Mary’s bathroom heater, check the house temperature, adjust the thermostat, open the back door, and return to the bedroom so Oreo can escape! Oreo goes down the hallway like lightning and shoots out the door like a 16-inch shell, leaving a battleship behind. With one little tinkle, she returns to me with a squeaky toy in her mouth. For 15 minutes, I stand out in the cold in a bathrobe, tossing toys onto the wet grass. Oreo didn’t even bother to take off her jammies

Happy Birthday to Mom, who would have been 118 today! That is Colleen (on the right) and Mom together. I do not know the other person anymore. This image is circa 1988.

???, Mom and Colleen

Yes, it is Monday. Mary and I arrived at Peak Performance for their bi-weekly workout, armed with water bottles, optimism, and a suspiciously large bag of emergency snacks. The trainers greeted them with smiles usually reserved for people about to enter a haunted house. “Ready to suffer?” Coach Antony asked, holding a clipboard ominously.

They strapped Mary and me into medieval-looking exercise machines that resembled a cross between a catapult and an office chair designed by a wizard with poor boundaries. “These are ergonomic,” Antony promised, tightening a strap. I glanced at Mary. “If this is ergonomic, I’m a decorative throw pillow,” he whispered.

The workout began with squats. At rep three, I negotiated with his knees, which had formed a union and demanded better working conditions. Mary pedaled a bike while Antony shouted encouragement. “Imagine you’re chasing a bus!” Mary pedaled faster. “I’m imagining it’s chasing me,” she gasped, “and it has teeth.”

After twenty minutes, the trainers announced a “fun finisher,” involving ropes and lunges beside a machine labeled DO NOT PANIC. I pressed its button anyway. A bell rang, lights flashed, and it dispensed a tiny towel. “It knows my limits,” he said. Antony raised an eyebrow. “It knows your laundry needs.”

They finished sprawled across the mats, victorious but moving like very old furniture. Antony handed us the schedule for next week. I stared at it. “Bi-weekly means twice a week, right?” Mary asked, suddenly alarmed. “Twice a week is correct,” Antony clarified. We sighed with relief as trainers cheerfully reset the machines for the 10:00 a.m. victims!

After the “workout,” we went straight home to check on the baby, and Oreo was perfect; she didn’t get into anything!! I played with her for a while before going to the Tustin Lexus dealer for a checkup.

Mary stayed behind and walked the baby around the block! After returning from their walk, Mary drove to the dealer and picked me up in Precious, May’s Lexus LS500h.

Precious is on the road commanding a lot of attention!!

The Lexus Sales Manager happened to be there, and he offered Mary $85,000 on the spot to buy it. He said it would become a collector’s item since they discontinued it this year.

We didn’t know how long my car would take, so we decided to go to the American Legion on Balboa Island for lunch. We had our usual, a glass of wine each, and shared their ginormous turkey club on rye. I added a baked potato, ensuring I wouldn’t need dinner tonight!

They have the best turkey club sandwich we have ever had!!!

Paul, our usual waiter, was there, so he brought two glasses of chardonnay before we even ordered.

FYI: The turkey club grew out of the broader club sandwich, an American sandwich that appeared in the late 19th century. Its exact birthplace is uncertain: a frequently repeated story credits the Saratoga Club House in Saratoga Springs, New York, in the 1890s, while other early references point to New York clubs and restaurants. So the Saratoga origin is popular, but not definitively established.

Early club sandwiches were commonly made with toasted bread, poultry—often chicken—bacon, lettuce, and tomato. They were often stacked in layers and cut into triangles, sometimes held together with toothpicks. Turkey became a familiar substitute for chicken, and “turkey club” came to mean the same classic combination with turkey, usually served with mayonnaise.

As sliced turkey became easier to buy and diners spread across the United States in the 20th century, the turkey club became a standard menu item. 

The day was magnificent, with a temperature of about 75 degrees and a slight breeze. The water seemed a little high, but that was expected given the storms brewing south of us.

Dressed for the season!

The flags were flying, and they were all brand new!

Mary spotted another lad in a Halloween-themed shirt,rt so they compared notes.

The bay was fairly calm, with a few boats going back and forth enjoying the sunshine.

The sky was as clear as a bell.

No call from the Lexus dealer, so we went home to visit Miss Oreo, whom we let stay in the house rather than in her crate. The house was in perfect condition, but we saw that Oreo paced while we were gone, as shown by the security cameras going off continuously.

At 5:00 pm, I texted the dealer to keep the car and pick it up tomorrow; we didn’t want to drive in the 5:00 pm traffic!

We watched some TV and played “fetch” for a couple of hours before going to bed at 9:30 pm.

 Good Night

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Time To Go Shopping

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Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

Today was relatively “slow” as we had nothing going on except going to the Elks for their annual holiday boutique. As soon as we got vertical, Oreo and I went outside for a rousing game of fetch. We had her running for 30 minutes non-stop with three of her favorite toys!

After the game, we got ready to go to the Elks. The women’s auxiliary sponsors this event every year, and they fill the ballroom and outdoor patio with purveyors of magnificent “stuff” you cannot do without.

FYI: The Elks Emblem Club is a community-service and social organization associated with the Benevolent and Protective Order of Elks. Emblem Clubs commonly raise money for local charities, support community programs, and hold social events.

They’re separate from Elks lodges, and membership requirements vary by local club—many welcome women with an Elks connection. 

Buy, Baby, Buy!!!

Robin came by the house at 11:15 am to meet Oreo for the first time, and they hit it off! Robin got “fetch duty” for about 15 minutes while we got everything together to go. We met Dianne there around noon.

We arrived just a tad early, four minutes before noon, and their buffet was closing. They loaded our plates with scrambled eggs, waffles, sausages, potatoes, biscuits, and gravy! Mary resisted, but I let them pile my plate high, so guess who did NOT eat dinner today? Robin didn’t join us because she is still watching her diet!

The meal was wonderful!

Dianne came in around 12:15, and the four of us sat around finishing breakfast. Since it was afternoon, Mary and I had a glass of wine while Robin drank champagne.

Next door in the ballroom, people bustled around doing their holiday shopping.

Oh my! One would think it was December!!

Mary found her favorite clothing boutique, where she bought her “bling” outfits. Bling is slang for flashy, eye-catching jewelry, clothes, or accessories—especially things that sparkle, like gold chains or diamond rings. In our case, it is rhinestones. Rhinestones are small, faceted imitation gems made to sparkle like diamonds. They’re commonly made from glass, crystal, or plastic and used on clothing, jewelry, and accessories.

When she donned the outfit, I had to wear sunglasses!

I tried to follow the girls around the entire area while they shopped, alternating between banker, wine glass holder, and package carrier. At the end, I was pooped out! I was in Estrogen overload! I did cave and bought a bag of roasted almonds, which I devoured as we walked around.

I would have probably taken more shopping pictures, but I was busy juggling three wine glasses, three purses, and a collection of goody bags.

Finally, I retreated to the lounge area, plopped down, and ordered a round of wine for us all. I almost decided to drink all four glasses, but the girls came struggling in from all that work!

Robin ordered a special brew!

Dianne came in empty-handed, saying nothing caught her eye. Little did she know I’d hired a witch to stop Dianne from spending money; she cast a powerful spell: “May every purchase turn into a sensible decision!”

I saw Dianne pick up a gorgeous handbag—and immediately put it back. “Thirty dollars?” she gasped. “That’s practically a retirement plan!”

She left with nothing but a free perfume sample. I smiled proudly. When Dianne came to the post-shopping event, she opened her purse and revealed the three “free” tote bags she’d been given to carry everything she didn’t buy.

Zero, Nada, Bupkis, Zilch, Diddly-squat, Goose egg, Zip, Naught, Oodles of nothing

Mary made up for Dianne! It took a small, two-wheeled handcart to get Mary’s acquisitions to the car, and then we had to drive home with the trunk open and tied down because it wouldn’t shut!

We headed home to let Oreo out and exercise. Oreo wandered what was in all the sacks for her!

Robin departed for home as husband Bob was due home from his Arizona gig any moment.

I played fetch with Oreo for about 45 minutes, but she sat down and didn’t bring the toy back!

We went inside, joined Mary in the TV/Living Room, and watched two versions of “The Canterville Ghost”, both telling the same story in different ways!

In Oscar Wilde’s “The Canterville Ghost,” an American family, the Otises, move into an English manor despite warnings that it is haunted. Sir Simon, the ghost who has frightened the house’s residents for centuries, tries to scare them—but the practical, unflappable family treats his supernatural tricks as ordinary inconveniences.

Only Virginia, the Otises’ kind-hearted daughter, responds to Sir Simon with sympathy. She learns that he is trapped by a terrible old crime and helps him find peace. After Virginia’s compassion allows him to die and be laid to rest, the haunting ends. The story humorously contrasts American practicality with English tradition, while showing the power of kindness and forgiveness.

Oero and I went outside, braving the night air while she did her business.

We crashed at 10:00 pm.

 Good Night

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Halloween Is Just A Week Away!

Estimated reading time: 4 minutes

The chronometer read 7:00 am, so Mary rose and did MY job! She opened the vermin cage, and Oreo shot out of the room faster than the X-15 Rocket Plane. Oreo did her job outside on the wet grass, then raced back inside, where it was relatively warm and definitely dry.

Today we didn’t have much planned except a trip to the doggie store for new supplies, including a self-locating toy box! We took the baby, Oreo, to the store, and I gave up the command “heel” because I didn’t want to choke her. She’s definitely a female, as she looked at, sniffed, and tried to bite every single toy in the store. We got away with spending only $200! Her got:

Two new beds, one for the car and one for the crate

New squaeky toys

Feminine hygeine (stain remover and rollup poopy picker-upper-bags)

An iPhone enable ID card

Training bites (assorted flavors)

Oreo hit the jackpot when she came to us!!

“OK Mom, I am done shopping, let’s go home!!”

On the way home, I worked on the website and found a recipe I’m dying to try. We used to think sweet potatoes were just potatoes with an identity crisis—until we learned to freeze them for a couple of days before cooking. Apparently, the cold gives them a delightful new texture. Who knew the freezer was their glow-up coach?

They’re also packed with beta-carotene, which your body turns into vitamin A. So basically, they’re delicious and do good for you.

At noon, Mary pranced into the office in her cleanest dirty clothes, which meant only one thing: we were off to the garden.

We worked for four hours straight pulling up everything except one tomato plant and the kale for hail plants that seem not ot want to die. We filled two and a half 90-gallon trash cans to the top! I dug, pulled, and dropped the results on the concrete walkway between the gardens while I was on KP (Kailyard Police).

BTW: Kailyard is a Scottish word for a small vegetable garden. A more common phrase is kitchen garden.

“Stop already! You are creating trash faster than I can pick it up!!!”
The Naked Garden!!

Oreo was with us the entire time, making sure her heavy ball rolled right on top of the recently pulled greenery to help us flatten it before we put it in the trash; she was so helpful!

After four hours, all three of us were too pooped to pop!!

We went into the house and hit the showers (Oreo hit her bed and rested). We came out smelling like a slightly overhung rose.

I needed a Tow Truck to get into the house!


Mary put together a small but delightful dinner, which we enjoyed at the kitchen island—along with Oreo, who apparently thought it was a potluck. She doesn’t inhale everything in sight; she takes a few bites, then saves the rest for later, like a tiny furry food critic with excellent self-control. We really hit the jackpot when she came to live with us!

This image made me laugh!!!

For the rest of the evening, we watched TV and played fetch. At this rate, in a month I’ll be trying out for the Dodgers—my pitching arm is going to be so strong.

Then I got a message from Robin, who was at an early Halloween party with friends. I took one look and thought, “Wait… this is our daughter???” Apparently, she’s already in costume—or maybe we just don’t recognize her social life anymore.

Who is this strange woman???

Oreo and I walked into the backyard for one final inspection before going to bed!

I took a quick look in the old Farmer’s Almanac and went to the name of this moon!

FYI: A farmer’s almanac is an annual reference book with information useful for farming and everyday life—such as planting calendars, tide tables, astronomical events, recipes, and weather forecasts.

People often mean The Old Farmer’s Almanac, a well-known U.S. publication. Its long-range weather predictions are popular, though they aren’t considered highly reliable scientific forecasts.

Oreo and I will have to carefully examine the moon for the next few days!!

We finally crashed around 9:45 pm after a long day’s work!

 Good Night

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Another Busy Day Kept Us Hopping

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Sue was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer on October 23th 1997, and the diagnosis was NOT good. As usual, she took on the fight head-on and laughed in cancer’s face. We went to Disneyland that day, and I purchased yearly passes, making sure we would be together a year later. We called the purchase “Life Day” and went to Disneyland every October 23 for the next twenty-plus years. Well, she was with us twenty-three years before passing and NOT due to cancer. Our last year there was October 2019, just a few months before she passed, and we (Robin, Bob, and I) met up with Michele & Franklyn and Joe and his family at Downtown Disney. We didn’t stay late because Sue was very tired.

Mary and I got up at 7:00 am this morning, a little later than usual because it was finally cool outside and the covers were nice and warm. Oreo was in her bed, and she shot out of the bedroom like a rocket to do her business in the backyard. (I think she slept so well because of all the chasing she did yesterday; come to think of it, that’s probably why I slept so late.)

“Let’s play!!!”

We knew the baby (Oreo) would have certain “characteristics,” and sure enough, she does!!!

  • Origin: They were developed along the border between Scotland and England to herd sheep.

  • Herding ability: They’re famous for controlling livestock with an intense stare called the “eye.”

  • Intelligence: Border Collies are highly trainable and often excel in agility, obedience, and other dog sports.

  • Energy: They need plenty of daily exercise and mental challenges—not just a quick walk.

  • Size: Most are medium-sized, typically around 18–22 inches tall and 30–55 pounds.

  • Coat: Their coat may be rough or smooth and comes in many colors; black and white is common.


  • Lifespan: They often live about 12–15 years.

  • Temperament: They’re usually alert, responsive, and devoted, but can become bored or develop unwanted behaviors without enough activity.

  • A good fit: They tend to do best with people who can provide consistent training, enrichment, and an active lifestyle.

We worked in the office for a while before getting ready for our gym appointment. I enjoy every minute we spend together, whether it’s working in the office, cooking in the kitchen, running errands, dancing, or, more recently, taming/training Oreo. Mary is such a joy to be around!

We went to the gym mostly to loosen up our sore arms after playing “squeaky” with Oreo all night long. After our trainer gave us his usual beatdown, we made a harrowing escape to the car and went home to visit Oreo!

Mary and her trainer were dressed for the occasion!

Mary and her trainer work out together!

I was me, of course! I worked my entire torso by trying to stand up! Lifting 202 pounds of fat is not for the faint of heart. As an afterthought, I may have to use a grease pencil and cross out the “or drink” statement just to be accurate.

This is the truth!!!!

When we got home, Oreo was out of her crate, probably because of the gardener making so much noise; she used her nose to push the crate door open. She didn’t do any damage and met us at the garage door with a big, big smile, commonly known as a SEG (ask us when you see us).

We decided to try another test: taking Orio out shopping. This time it was at the men’s clothing Store. I tried on two new suits and a new tuxedo. Orio was amazing. She came inside, lay down, and watched the whole operation from start to finish. I don’t think she understood how fast I could change colors!

Back home, we worked around the house. Joe, our son, came over, and we discussed lighting options for the upcoming party. While he waited for us to return, we removed the last of the old gazebo canvas. He met the new addition to the family: his sister, Oreo!

Mary and I worked around the house for a while and admired the weather and Mother Nature’s many faces. It looked like rain, but nary a drop fell. The wind was gusty but not continuous, and I waited for a while, trying to capture the orange Halloween flag because it has our name on it.

Around 8:00 p.m., the elementary school Halloween party got suspiciously quiet. Then we heard a steady stream of cars leaving, so we figured the party was over.

Turns out, the party ended because Mother Nature decided the weatherman was full of hot air—and started dumping buckets from the sky, with spectacular lightning and nearby thunder.

Oreo didn’t care one bit. Not scared, not impressed—probably wondering why the humans were making such a fuss. Mary and I, meanwhile, shut the doors, grabbed our blankets, and officially joined the “what’s going on” crowd.

We talked to Greg, and he is going to join us at Halloween at the Elks; he may be wearing his Santa Claus outfit, since he’s playing Santa this year! Greg was a little worried until I told him Mary and I went as Mr. and Mrs. Santa in 2024!

We both make jolly Santas, but Greg has the edge with his magnificent beard!!!

At 9:00 p.m., Oreo and I went outside. The sky was clear except for a few puffy clouds, the moon was bright, and the grass was wet—basically, nature had set the stage for a very damp game of catch.

We played for about 30 minutes, until I nearly caused a disaster by throwing the frisbee straight into the pool. I imagined Oreo heroically diving in to retrieve it. Instead, the smart COOKIE looked at the frisbee, then at me with deep disappointment—as if to say, “You threw it in there. You get it out.”

“No way I’m going in the water; there may be alligators in there!”

So I retrieved the frisbee and threw it and the orange worm a few more times, this time keeping it on the dry side of the yard. After Oreo took care of business, we headed to bed by way of the TV room, where Dr. Mary was doing her needlework. I assume she was making something to commemorate my excellent frisbee-throwing skills.

We were in bed by 10:00 pm! It has been a busy day!

 Good Night

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Off To The Elks We Go!!!

Mary brought treats for the Elks!

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We were up early at the office as usual, but this time Mary was the busiest. She got a cruise in May 2027 from Rome to Barcelona on Viking (we want to avoid the crumb munchers!) Diane (daughter-in-law) and Megan (granddaughter) are going with us on this trip.

Mary spent two hours on the phone with Viking, and now everything is booked and ready to go. Now we have to rob a bank to pay for it. We fly into Rome, cruise for a week, exit Europe in Barcelona, and fly home.

I came across an image from several days ago, when Oreo went to the doctor’s office. She was an excellent patient and came through the ordeal without a single bark! She is 30.1 pouinds and in excellent health! She is a smart dog, sometimes too smart.

What’s happenin’, Pop?

Oreo supervised us all morning, as she had to lie down after a rousing game of squeaky with Dad. I should mention that Dad was also ready to lie down after tossing the squeaky twenty times! Oreo is an excellent retriever!

There she goes at 68 mph right down the center of the lawn!!!

Mary came out and caught this activity on camera. She left out the part where I crawled back into the house and plopped on the couch with my oxygen mask!! My arm was so sore I am looking forward to the gym tomorrow and tell the trainer about my pains!

We got ready for Girls’ Night Out at the Elks—and we’re heading straight there because Vicky and her caterer are stopping by to scope out the place for the upcoming party. Nothing says “party planning” like a tactical inspection.

The gang was doing fine, and we were delighted to hear that Feorge turned 94 yesterday! He and Iris are now neck and neck in the race to 100. At this rate, we may need to start planning two very big birthday parties.

The Elks are getting ready for the Halloween Ball, and decorations are popping up everywhere. It’s starting to look festive—and possibly haunted.

Today’s special was baby-back ribs. Despite the name, they don’t come from baby pigs. They’re the shorter ribs from up near the backbone, where the ribs meet the loin. So don’t worry: no tiny pigs were invited to dinner.

Bob, our resident health nut (my brother from another mother), ordered baby-backs, and so did I. We cannot tell Donna, or he will be in trouble.

We know what it is like when Donna gets mad and finds out Bob went off the healthy diet!

Down Donna, Paul led him astray… AGAIN!!

We got the tickets for Pete and Lisa to join us on Halloween, and the lodge is ready for the event. Almost 20 people are joining us that evening, so it will be a blast. We’ll send a reminder to everyone that Halloween this year is at the Elks!

As we left the lodge, the skies were angry and looked like they’d bring more rain! We made it home without a drop! The weather forecast says no rain for the next few days. In fact, it’s going to be in the very low 80s for a few days.

Most of the activity was to the north of us!

We got home after a quick market run for some essentials. Oreo was ready to go out and play, and we worked her for about half an hour! She was tired, and I was tired! Mary was tired watching us!

At 3:30 pm, Vicky and Jim came by to meet with their caterer for the upcoming party. Vicky and Oreo really hit it off! We met with the caterer, and all went well!

After Vicky and Jim left, the vicious Oreo attacked us and demanded we play with her toys and with her. For two hours, we tossed everything at her, and she never tired out; oh dear, what are we on for???

Come on, guys; I need exercise!!!

Once we sat down and got comfortable, the Oreo monster showed up with 39 squeaky toys and boundless energy. We “watched” TV until about 11:00 pm, then I went outside with the vermin and tossed the ball a few more times before bed. Finally, at 11:30 pm, Oreo was ready for bed!

 Good Night

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Hump Day Has Finally Arrived!

 GM

 

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

8:30 a.m., and we are on our way to get slightly killed; yes, it’s gym day! I shudder thinking about being chained to the various torture devices. But we need to keep this magnificent fizz-zeek tuned up and running to purr-fect-shun! We made it through the ordeal battered and bruised, but also loosened up. Once we got into The Silver Fox, we locked the doors to keep the trainers from getting to us.

We saw them in the parking lot looking for us!

We weighed ourselves on the way out, and Mary was shocked at how tall I have become over the years, horizontally, that is!!

After leaving the gym,ym we headed home to get ready for lunch with some of Mary’s college associates. They are fundraising folks and the nicest people you would ever meet! We went to a magnificent Italian restaurant at the Orange Circle called

Francoli Gourmet on the Orange Circle

While we were talking, cooking came up, and Mary mentioned our now-famous Bay Leaf tree! I found the following very interesting.

Many women add bay leaves to food without knowing the reason. When asked why, they say it adds flavor.

However, adding bay leaves to meats and other dishes can help transform triglyceride-type fats into monounsaturated fats (try cutting a chicken in half and cooking each half in a different container: put bay leaves in one and nothing in the other; then observe the amount of fat in each).

If you have bay leaves, there’s no reason to turn to the pharmacy, as recent scientific studies have proven they offer various benefits:

Bay leaves treat digestive system disorders, helping to eliminate abdominal bloating, heartburn, acidity, and constipation, in addition to regulating bowel function when hot bay leaf tea is consumed.

They reduce blood sugar levels and also act as antioxidants, promoting insulin production by the body, whether through consumption in food or by drinking bay leaf tea for a month.

They eliminate harmful cholesterol and help the body get rid of triglyceride-type fats.

They are very beneficial in treating colds, flu, and intense coughs, as they are rich in vitamin C; you can boil the leaves and inhale the steam to eliminate mucus and reduce cough intensity.

They eliminate insomnia and anxiety; if consumed before bed, they help with relaxation and provide restful sleep.

Drinking a cup of bay leaf infusion twice a day dissolves kidney stones and cures inflammations.

After lunch, we dropped by the Vet to pick up some extra meds for Oreo and finally headed home. Oreo was very happy to see us, and we took her outside and wore ourselves out throwing these squeaky toys all over the yard!!

We exercised Oreo before the rains came! In retrospect, she exercised us!!!

Oreo got two additional tests this afternoon. First, our Sunrun representative stopped by, and we signed up for a potential solar system upgrade to add a few panels and two batteries, so we can live off the grid when the lights go out. He was here for an hour, and Oreo acted like nothing was going on!

Since it was Wednesday, Domilita and Crew showed up around 4:00 pm, so three more people came into the house. Oreo greeted them, then came into the kitchen and stayed with us.

Lesson Learned: Oreo likes people and isn’t afraid or nervous around them!

We then went to the kitchen and used the Bat Phone to call Colleen. We were on the Bat Phone with her for almost 45 minutes! For you kids, the “Bat Phone” was a red desk phone connected to Gotham City Hall, used in 1966 to call Batman and Robin and help solve problems in the city!

We then called the Chartiers and talked to Lisa and Pete. They’re coming up on Halloween and going to the Halloween Dance at the Elks with us. We have not seen them in several months!

I finally got to sit down and rest!!

I checked my email and Facebook and found a set of questions I could answer “yes” to every single one. How about you? After thinking it over, I’ve concluded: yep, I’m old. I didn’t just own an encyclopedia—I bought one from a used bookstore, dated 1905, and read most of it. My head is now packed with completely useless facts, and most of those facts are older than I am!


We watched TV until about 9:30 pm, occasionally lobbing Oreo’s squeaky toy to keep us on our toes. At bedtime, Oreo and I went outside, where she took care of her pre-snooze business. After a long day, we all crashed in record time—and Oreo passed her exams with flying colors!

The last time I saw her, she was in her crate, wrapped up in her blankie and snoring away.

She is a good baby!!!

 Good Night

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Oreo’s Busy Day!

 GM

 

Estimated reading time: 4 minutes

We ALL got up early and got ready to go to the Vet (Oreo doesn’t know what a Vet is yet!). Oreo went outside to do her business while we got dressed for today’s adventure. When we finished dressing, we looked for Oreo, and she was nowhere to be found. We got worried, so we searched room by room. We finally found her!

Smart dog!!!

Oreo jumped in the car like she knew what she was doing. Then we were off, and she looked out the window like she was having great fun!

After driving a bit, we talked about the doctor, and she looked puzzled!

Now she is worried!!

She got a little suspicious when we went inside, but she kept a stiff upper lip and let Dr. Lee weigh, poke, and examine her! She weighs 30.1 pounds, about 20 pounds lighter than Scout, but that’s OK; we are getting older, and she will be easier to lift!

We walked out together at 10:15 am with a bag of meds and another appointment to have her fixed (I didn’t even know she was broken). She is on her way to be the next Six Million Dollar Dog!!

From there, we went to her next appointment for her beauty treatment. Mary has gone to the Clip Joint for many, many years, and they are first-class. When we entered, the proprietors hugged us and said they were sorry about Scout (it’s been a year). We know Oreo will be in good hands with the Clip Joint.

Mary fixed us a quick brunch with scrambled eggs, peach halves, and cottage cheese! Perfect!

At noon, Mary took off for her weekly watercolor painting class, leaving poor old pops (aka Paul) to clean house! I worked solid for two hours and have everything ready for her white-glove inspection.

During that time, I got a text from Colleen, and the two grad grandchildren were out at the ball game in 45-degree weather! We made our trip just in time.

Mary came home with her painting and Oreo; she was ready at the groomer’s, so Mary picked her up. Oreo was like a new dog! Her coat was beautiful to the groomer, and she was full of wee-wee and vinegar. The groomers said she was a perfect lady the entire time. We can see many beauty parlor visits in her future!

Mary went Autumn in her class today!

It looks like New Hampshire

When Oreo got into the house, she went for the back door and out into the yard; she went like a hurricane blowing through. While she did her business, I unwrapped a bunch of squeaky toys I had received from Amazon. Her favorite seemed to be Mr. Platapus, and we spent the next hour throwing that silly thing all over the house!

Mr. Platapus!

We had dinner—and learned a valuable lesson. While we ate in the living room, Oreo thoroughly inspected the kitchen counter and found the lasagna sitting on the sink. The container hit the floor, and she was on that meal like a duck on a June bug!

Lesson learned: Until Oreo understands that counters are off-limits, store all food somewhere she can’t reach. And preferably somewhere the laws of gravity can’t help her.

One lesson a night was not enough!

After dinner, we watched TV while I threw toys for Oreo for an hour—until my right arm went numb and started considering not going into the Majors. We gathered up the toys and stashed them in the front guest bedroom, buried beneath a gigantic stuffed frog. Mary locked the door. Surely, we thought, that was the end of playtime.

Ten minutes later, Oreo pranced down the hallway carrying a very loud squeaky toy.

A few minutes after that, she did it again—with a different toy.

This time it was a blue hippo labeled as an “indestructible and hard-to-squeak” toy from Amazon. Oreo took one look at it and immediately chewed off its ears and feet.

Apparently, the guest-room door was less of a security measure and more of a suggestion.

Indestructible my butt!

Oreo is actually a cat burglar! The little stinker has figured out how to open the room doors by turning the handle with her mouth. Nothing is safe anymore.

Lesson Learned: When hiding something: a) make sure she does not see where it is being put, and b) hide it behind a door she cannot open without special tools!

I took her outside before bed, and she ran around the yard checking everything to make sure we were safe!

Before bed, we checked our email and got an invitation to the Starlighters Christmas dance.

 Good Night

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The New Week Begins

 GM

 

Estimated reading time: 3 minutes

Are you ready? It’s 67 days until Christmas! We are ready! We have our Christmas outfits ready, and we can use them for Halloween, as we did in 2024.

Just in case Santa needs help!! (From 2024 Halloween)

The three of us were up early this morning, and Oreo acted like she had been here a long time. I took her outside, and she did her business, then promptly wanted back inside to her food. She knew exactly where to go!

As usual, we went to the office, and she went in, lay in her new bed, watched all the activity, and listened to the conversations!

The refrigerator guy came by and got our ice maker working again in just a few minutes. Mary was right—as usual, no surprise.

The ice maker had frozen up, probably because the power went out while we were on vacation. The trouble was hiding below the grinder, where I couldn’t see it. We pulled out the unit, gave it a hot-water bath, and—wouldn’t you know it—it was perfectly normal again.

We knew the technician, and he charged us his $100 visit-and-assessment fee. When we learned he was the proud papa of a two-month-old, we handed over $100 cash. We figured he might need it to pry open his eyelids and iron out the wrinkles!

We decided steak and eggs were in order, so we put two magnificent steaks in the frying pan, and ten minutes later all three of us were drooling!

Looking good!!

The baby, Oreo, stared at me the whole time! We gave her breakfast and didn’t share our steaks, since we don’t want to start bad habits this early.

“No steak for the baby??”

Since the iceman came on time, I decided to test and baby by leaving her alone for two hours while I drove Miss Daisy (aka Dr. Mary) to her Dexiscan appointment in Los Alamitos.

When we returned, we found Oreo had gotten into the trash can, and it was our fault. I threw the styrofoam plate the steaks came in into the trash! It wasn’t a big mess, so lesson learned!

We then had an appointment with Geri, Mary’s painting partner. We are going to do some serious wine tasting!! Geri lives a block and a half down the street, so it was another opportunity for an Oreo test: how does she handle strange places?

Well, she marched right in, said hello to Geri and Joann like she owned the place, then headed for the patio—where she came face-to-face with the toy whale in the pool. Quite the aquatic welcome committee!

We poured some wine and sat down, and Oreo promptly wedged herself between Geri and Mary, where she stayed for the entire visit. Not a whimper for a whole hour while the four of us jabbered away. Clearly, she’d decided she was there to supervise—and we were all behaving well enough.

Her behavior confirmed we have a good baby!

Passed with flying colors

We walked back home, and Oreo walked perfectly, pulling only once or twice; with a gentle reminder, she returned to walking right by our side.

Geri’s charcuterie plate eliminated our need for any dinner! The three of us watched TV until about 10:30 pm. At some point, one or more of us were sleeping.

Oreo went right into her crate and crashed. We followed directly behind, and we were all nestled in our beds by 11:00 pm.

Tomorrow Oreo goes to the doctor, and then the groomer; two new experiences for the baby!

 Good Night

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